Note the above title. It contains the exact phrasing (as near as I can remember it) of what I said a couple of times while I was in Chicago. The reason I can remember it pretty well is that it is a phrase I often say.
Yes, I got lost a time or three. I have no sense of direction and navigating down a sidewalk was hard enough without having to figure out where I was going. Without some extra help, I'd have never gotten to some places.
Frankly, I could have used a GPS. What brand, I wouldn't care too much, though I've heard some good things about Tom Tom GPS systems. Price would be important, as I don't like to buy things at full price.
There's just something about the word: sale. It gets my heart to pumpin' and blood to warmin' and brain a'turnin'. Yeah, I likes me a sale.
How much do I like a sale? Too much. I will claim to have inherited the affliction, as my mom used to say that her cars were trained to read Garage Sale signs and follow them automatically. My new pickup isn't trained yet, and might never be. I'm always working when the best hours of the sales are on. (And don't think I've not complained about that.)
I'm a real sucker for plant sales. Especially if I see a rack of neglected plants that I think are worth trying to save for a tenth of their normal price. It makes me happy to adopt struggling plants and only spend two dollars, especially now that I have my pickup and it's so easy to get them home.
Humm...wonder if 'Pup's surprise is gonna have anything to do with plants?
Maybe he's taking me fishing? No, he doesn't like fishing... and he's said it was something we both liked to do. He does like sales, so that's a possiblity, we might go shopping.. but that doesn't seem right.
Damnation.
This is driving me crazy.
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Plant a seed!