J needed to get a space heater because it’s getting colder here and we’re not quite ready to turn the heat on just yet. We’re trying to hold out for the middle of October, I think. She asked me if I wanted to go to Fred Meyer with her to pick one up. Now, normally I am a Target loyalist but I remembered that if I went to Fred Meyer not only would I be supporting a local Pacific Northwest business (bought out by a big multinational, but whatever), I’d also have something to write about in my online journal, in which I have stupidly elected to write an entry a night for a week. Too bad I didn’t have this brilliant idea last week because then at least I went to book club and out to coffee and stuff like that, but this week…yes, the week I’ve chosen to detail exhaustively…has been a little low on content, so to speak.
I explained all this to J. “And I brought my camera, too!” I said, all excited about the potential for photographic evidence that I went to Fred Meyer on a Wednesday night.
J: You’re going to take pictures?
Chiara: Yup!
J: At Fred Meyer.
Chiara: Mm hmm!
J: That would be a…difficult…entry for me.
What’s “difficult” about a journal entry that features a lot of vacuum cleaners, J? Huh?
See? Spatulas!
Things got a little more interesting when we got to the Halloween costume section of the store. I have this deep yearning to wear a biologically accurate octopus costume this year but I can’t seem to find one online and I don’t think I’d be up for making a really good one myself. So this fish hat was as close as I could get to my beloved cephalopod. I figure it…lives in the water? Like an octopus does? Clearly, even I am skeptical about my line of reasoning here.
J had her own ideas about costuming. I’m the one wearing the glasses.
And then, oh my gosh, in the arachnid aisle? SOMETHING TERRIBLE HAPPENED.
Wild horses could hardly drag me away. Yay Wednesday night!
Also! Before I forget? Are you registered to vote? You better be, if you’re an American. And if you read this site. And if you want to me to love you for my whole entire life and kiss you right on the mouth when I see you with your I Voted sticker on. Here are a couple of places to register to vote online, if you haven’t done so already, courtesy of the non-partisan-edly fantastic Coleen.
Declare Yourself – Register
to Vote.
Six more weeks to go, everyone.