Went to Costco specifically for milk. I like the taste of their milk (if I have to have milk, which I try to do for my aging bones). It comes in a box of two gallons which lasts us a couple weeks. Sometimes a gallon from the grocery will do so I don't go to Costco quite so often ($$$$). Anyway we were stunned to not to find milk. Oh, sure, they had 1%, and 2% and organic $8 / gallon whole. But no Kirkland Signature whole milk. Not even a spot for it. We even asked, and the guy was all politeness and concern but not sincere. Makes me think or wonder if they're going to carry the whole milk? I surely hope so.
And before I forget: I have come across this article and similar ones several times over the couple weeks. I enjoyed the analysis and agree. I include in the parameters of those who push their chairs in, those who return their shopping carts back to the store (or at least the cart corral), those who don't leave things randomly around a store because they've changed their mind, those who notice a tag sticking up above the clothing and offer to tuck it in neatly, those who pick up their own trash and the list goes on an on. As the article states: those who notice - people, surroundings, things that need attention.
Push In The Chair
My walk the other morning yielded more sightings of deer, several of them over the course of my nearly 4 miles and a fox skulking across the trail behind the man who was walking like he thought he was invisible. I think I like to see the wildlife, even in an urban area.
Went to dinner last night with my friend. I loved how she worded the invitation: could we go to dinner where the men go to one place and us women to a different place? We always have such great conversations. I love how spiritual she is, get the sense that she doesn't often get to talk about religion or our beliefs. We've been listening to the same podcast (she listens to lots of them on her work commute) and it's fun to compare what we each hear. Our families are, naturally, our biggest concerns and occupy the bulk of our conversation. She will retire in less than 40 ham sandwiches (her husband packs her a ham sandwich every day for work). I think she's a bit thoughtful about how she'll spend her time after working for 41 years in her career field. I hope she makes some time during her days for me, I'd love to have a friend go with me to exercise class, or lunch, or shopping or whatever. I think it'd be so terrific to have a woman friendship like that.
Stopped on the way home from class yesterday for some lettuce and tomatoes for our dinner salad. Came away with this box of cookies. I'm not particularly fond of that store for many things, but I could easily munch my way through their bakery. Yesterday they had some glazed (and chocolate drizzled) croissants that I was dying to have. But I couldn't ever seem to push through the people (indecisive kids) to get to the case. The cookies are excellent. Restraint is hard. I think I need a cookie.
Tonight is the Celebration of Life for our friend/ward member/ neighbor. I despise these things. A friend keeps telling me she gets really upset when people don't have funerals or celebrations or memorials. They're for the living she says. Sure, I get that. But if these people don't care enough about me to show up in my daily life, then why on earth would they show up to a funeral? (Yes, my thinking is if I had a funeral no one would come.) Funerals - including the meal that is generally provided for the family - are a ton of work for people. Service is good and I have done my fair share of providing not only food, set-up, clean up but also music. I never begrudge that. But I am adamant that I not have a funeral. I see the burden and will not put that on people. I think that's the right choice for me.
I think: today I'm grateful for a variety of good things to read. I'm grateful for cookies. Especially ones that taste homemade. My cookie baking days are likely mostly behind me, mostly because I don't like baking and a recipe makes far too many. I dislike having to have such iron control over everything, including the amount and kind of things I eat. I continue to be grateful for comfortable inside temperatures and the ability to pay for it. Our costs constantly increase. That's our world for sure. But so far, we're staying afloat, we keep our wants low and our needs met and that's a good place to be. Content.
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