Girls day out

Yesterday was a great day. Renee watched Jed for me, and I got to go shopping. Just the girls. Winnie and me. It could not have been more perfect, and I got to find everything I wanted. One of the thrift stores I went to had 50% off all clothing. I got a Gap dress for Eowyn (that she won't fit into for about 2 years) for 25 cents! I found one of those books for babies that looks like a regular book with floppy pages, but it's made of plastic, so it's unrippable. Frannie has taken a liking to my magazines, so this is a great substitute. I was able to take my time, and do whatever I wanted. No husband who hates thrift stores, or son who wants to run around like a crazed chimpanzee. Just little Eowyn in her stroller smiling at all the little old ladies cooing at her. I had the pleasure of driving alongside a little truck crammed full with a mexican family. It made me happy. I love full vehicles. I don't know why, but even three people in the backseat of a sedan makes me smile. Towards the end of my excursion, I found the perfect pair of sneakers on sale, plus I had a coupon! This is my idea of heaven. I was even very proud of myself for not eating really nasty stuff as sometimes happens on my days out. I got a sundae at McDonald's (and a chicken sandwich, hold the mayo, and super sized water - how health concious of me!) and it came with peanuts. As I was looking at the little peanut package, I noticed it did not just say 'peanuts' but 'granulated peanuts.' I've heard of granulated sugar, but granulated peanuts? I myself would have called them 'chopped.' Maybe 'crushed,' or just plain 'peanuts,' but granulated? How wierd.