You Better Back That Thang Up!

So, yesterday afternoon Elise and I head up to United to get groceries for the winter storm that came in today.  Well, it turns out that half the city wanted to get their groceries at 3:22pm also.  Usually the store has buggys galore at the front door, but not yesterday.  There were literally only 6 shopping carts left.  So, I snagged one and thought to myself.. "oh Hellen.... this is gonna be fun."  So I head to the produce section and overhear a couple OLD men discussing the upcoming changes in weather that include possibly 12in. of snow.  I hear one of the guys say "Oh, I have 4 wheel drive!!!"  Well, I think to myself..... "grrrrreat!  You have 4 wheel drive and will try to navigate your old decrepit self out in the blizzard so that my young, muscular, hottie of a husband can come save your dumb ass when you a) get stuck or b) have a wreck."

Anyway, I'm on a mission to get my essential ingredients and get out of there!  When I say "on a mission" I mean, I am driving that buggy through the store like it's the Indy 500.  Unfortunately, the half of the city that came to get groceries was not as diligent as myself.  So, my speed racing was brought to an abrupt screeching halt several times.  One of those times was when I was trying to get my lasagna noodles and this old lady in a scooter stopped in the middle of the isle and seriously jumped up out of her scooter to put her nappy, germy hands all over my clean baby!  She seriously had a grand total of 3 teeth, disgusting fingernails and hands.  I'm not sure what world people live in to assume I (or anyone for that matter) would want them touching our dear little babies all over and contaminating them with God knows what!  Meanwhile, she was clogging up the entire isle with people in front of and behind her trying to get by.  All of the people facing me saw my look of horror when she got up to infest my child... unfortunately she didn't.  And the whole time she kept saying "He, He...He"  Seriously?  SHE is dressed in pink from head to toe.

I spent the remainder of my shopping trip avoiding her like the plague... so I found myself back in the produce section when I really needed bread.  Anyway, I finally got my stuff and got the heck out of dodge.  I ran home and unloaded my stuff.  Elise and I were going to Pampa for the evening, so I had changed her diaper right before I went to the grocery store.  Well, about half way to Pampa I noticed a little bit of her poop on my pinky finger.... OH the irony!