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i used to cruise target

September 13, 2003 — Leave a comment

not to pick anyone up mind you. but living in naples, fl, on my own, my choices of entertainment were limited. i didn`t play golf and i think drinking on my own is a beginning sign of alcoholism. so i was left with cruising through target. not actually buying anything most trips. just walking up and down through the aisles. i like target.

the first weekend after i moved to naples, i drove up to see vic. to propose actually, but that`s another story. 11 hours. florida is the worst fucking state to get out of. my god, i started driving at six and didn`t get to georgia til one the following morning. mind you there was a brush fire on the highway so i had to detour, but that was only 90 minutes.

but i got side tracked. on the sunday before my drive back, vic and i made a trip to target, to stock up for the apt. it was such an enjoyable trip. we were conspicuous consumers. sigh.

anyway back in naples, i found walking about target comforting and fun until one fine day these two women started following me around. i think i went to get toothpaste and toilet paper and dishwashing liquid. but i was roaming about aimlessly as well. i was blissfully unaware as i walked through the aisles, bent over my cart, til i heard this tittering behind me.

i looked back and there were these two women. as i turned around they stopped. i thought nothing of it, until i realised that they were following me.

i think it was my ass. i have a third generation ass. it`s big and round, impossible to miss and firm. my body grows in proportion to my ass, i think. i inherited it from my mother and passed it on to my children. my jeans are at least a size bigger than my waist to accomodate my ass.

i miss target, even with the strange women following around.

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it is as hot as hell here, just went to drop my daughter to the movies, first time i left my house for the weekend. scorchingly hot.

and the hills are on fire. everywhere you look, there are brush fires or the remains of brush fires, at night it’s really pretty to behold but as with a lot of other things the cold harsh reality of daylight… it’s really sad.

other comment, i loathe not having my own car, especially on long weekends. not so much for the freedom of being able to go where i want to and when, but for the security of having my life in my own hands.

it’s bad enough most people drive like assholes, but the asshole quotient seems to double, no fuck that quadraple, at least on a holiday weekend. my god, have these fuckers heard of defensive drive? signalling? what the fuck?

road rage is a concept very near and dear to my heart, i’m externally greatful i don’t drive a truck, cause some of the shit i see on the road, i will run your fucking ass over.

breathe, relax, the weekend was going so well. 🙂

yay, vic on a successful sortie in to wilds of sw florida to restore the books, toys, cds and dvds to our household. but especially the books,i love you darling. and a special thank you andrea, for putting up with my worry wart ways.