FINAL NABLOPOMO POST!
I was meandering along when I came upon The Seasonal Aisle. I really like The Seasonal Aisle. They have all sorts of stuff crammed together that would usually be in all different parts of the store, so that makes it convenient, and interesting. (By interesting, I mean that Dillon was at home with my brother and I could actually attend to the items around me without searching for the elusive "BALL!" that Dillon sees everywhere we go.)
I was super-interested in what I found on The Seasonal Aisle. It was chocolate! Various brands, combinations, and assortments. All right in front of me! It looked sort of like the Valentine's Day Seasonal Aisle, but some candy was wrapped in green foil. The bright lights of the store reflected off the all the shiny packages. The air on that aisle was rich with the smell of chocolate. I was giddy. I was walking with my cart, staring at all the packages, wondering what treat I would bring home for my hips.
CHANG-A-RANG! and "UuuunnnnGGGGH!" happened simultaneously.
The first sound is that of my cart colliding with the large, white, concrete post planted right in the middle of The Seasonal Aisle. (Hel-LO?)
The second sound was the ladylike noise that I emitted when my stomach collided with the handle on my cart and my lunch enchiladas were pressed against my spine.
There were actually people on the aisle, too. And guess what I did! As if the situation could be any more lame.
"Sorry!" I shouted, to the post. "I was looking at the chocolate!" Again, very loudly, and directly to the post.
I hobbled away, empty-handed but clutching my stomach, heat radiating off my face and threatening the integrity of the chocolate around me.
So think of me, when you are on The Seasonal Aisle. And learn a lesson from a friend: grab a bag of chocolate, even if you have to make a quick getaway.