Wednesday, December 17, 2008


I registered today for my first race of next season, HyVee. Well, it's not chronologically the first, but the first one I've signed up for. So Bryce, this means I'm officially coming with you. Tim, I'm guessing you'll be there too.

I did so despite my recent frustrations with my neighborhood HyVee. FIRST, on Sunday I was doing my weekly grocery shopping, and they didnt have crushed tomatoes. At all. I was making chili and I needed some damn crushed tomatoes! I like my chili thick, not soupy, so I just needed them. And HyVee didnt have any. Well, they had "Italian style', the kind with basil. That would not work for chili. So I pretty much went into an immediate rage, which I tend to do when I can't find something I want/need, and it ruined the rest of my shopping. Then I had to go to the WalMart Neighborhood Market across the street to get my stupid tomatoes. I despise WalMart and all they stand for, but I was not driving my ass all over town looking for crushed tomatoes.

THEN, last night I stopped at HyVee to get some white chocolate chips for the cookies I was going to make for our "neighborhood traveling goodie plate" (more on that later) and they didnt have any! They didnt have any fucking white chocolate chips! GAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!! You can imagine the rage this sent me into, since that was the only thing I went to the store for. So again, I had to go over to WalMart. WalMart is directly across Metcalf, but it took me damn near 10 minutes just to get over there because everyone was driving like such a moron because there was a little bit of snow on the road. Then the damn cookies didnt even turn out that great and now I have to redo them. Fuckin'A.

So, the traveling neighborhood goodie plate. On Sunday, the neighbor girl brought over a plate of cookies. Great. Fantastic. It was only after we started eating them that we realized there was writing on the plate. I shit you not, this is what it says:

This is our traveling
To say "We love you! We think you're great!"
Enjoy these goodies we have for you,
then here is what you have to do...
Fill it with treats and pass it along,
Share love with your neighbor-
and dont wait too long!

So basically, I HAVE to make cookies and take them to one of the neighbors. Then the plate goes on to get a little more pushy and tells me to hurry the F up. I dont think I like this plate.


Marja said...

I don't think I'd care for that plate either....

Courtney Staton said...

LMAO. You seriously must live in the movie "Pleasantville!"

allsmilesinkc said...

that is a cute idea! I like it. Perhaps I will make a neighborhood plate for my neighborhood.