Whine-O

Have I told you how much of a beating it is to go into Walmart? And how much I wish they would just build an HEB already so I wouldn't have to go into Walmart for the rest of my life? We are ALL going to the deer lease this weekend (my brother is staying at our house for the weekend, so don't try to burglarize us). Kevin insisted on buying boy's hiking boots, because heaven forbid, they look like little girls out there. So after checking Academy and having no luck, we HAD to go to Walmart. While I was there, I figured I would get some cute ribbons for their hair. Not for the deer lease, just to have for every other day. I found some, the grouchy-pants lady cut it for me, and we paid for it. As the guy handed me my receipt, he said, "You just have these 2 bags". So I grabbed them and we left. This morning, I was going to get said ribbon, and guess what? He put over half of what I bought in another bag and didn't give it to me. Because, you know, all that ribbon was just weighing the bag down SO MUCH he had to start another bag. And now, someone else has my cute ribbons, or I just donated it back to Walmart. Too bad it wasn't the boots we left.