ABOVE THE FOLD: Aisles and Aisles and Aisles and Aisles
I'm heading out to go food shopping when I'm done writing. I am fortunate to be participating in two Thanksgivings this year - a Friendsgiving with my Frozen Friday crew and a Thanksgiving with my cousins. I attempted to do this shopping on Thursday. But, I made the mistake of having dinner (a lovely pasta primavera dinner) before heading to Costco.
I made it through the cavernous aisles of Costco, despite my husband's numerous detours for free samples and my sauntering (and lingering) through the book aisle. Halfway through the cheese aisle, I felt the pasta crash from my dinner coming on. By the time I got to the register (with no line...what?), I knew this would be the first and last stop of my four-stop night.
So, here I am, writing a blog, knowing full well I am heading out to three different supermarkets on what is most likely the most insane food shopping day of the year. And, I am ready.
There is a certain (insane) joy I get when I do things last minute. Long ago (serioulsy, a long, long time ago), my husband nicknamed me DTW (down to the wire). Perhaps it comes from spending my adulthood in work environments that are very much urgent deadline, get it done, no, wait, change that, fast edit, YIKES, whew, we're good to go, type environments.
I love shopping on Christmas Eve. I notoriously jump in the shower moments before I'm leaving to go somewhere (wet head is my go to hair style). I'm always on time...I just bring it down to nanoseconds.
Perhaps I like the excitment. What I really think is that I don't like to miss a single thing. I want to cram as much life as I can into every moment of the day.
Whatever it is, I now find myself armed (with multiple tote bags) and ready (shopping list prepared) for me and my Uggs (keeping my feet warm while my hair is wet is how I keep my internal temperature balanced) to manage the mayhem that is Uncle Giuseppe's, Stop and Shop and Trader Joe's on the Saturday before Thanksgiving.
I will smile at it all. I will gladly accept whatever parking space is first available to me. I will people-watch like crazy. I will offer smiles and gratitude to everyone who crosses my path (especially the fabulous check-out folks). I will take it all in and relish it. If we're lucky, we get 80 or so Thanksgivings in our lifetime. I will never let a single one go by without soaking it all in...every single, last nanosecond.
May you all enjoy the crazy this week brings you.
Stella lives in Port Jefferson, NY and Orlando, FL (mostly Port Jefferson, these days) with her husband, Dan, and her loving and lazy yellow lab, Toby. She's the mom of three totally self-sufficient adults (serious shout-out here, folks). She's crazy in love with her gorgeous and brilliant grandchildren, James and Lilly (not named for Harry Potter's parents, but love the connection). She's the Co-Founder of eleven07 Main, a Public Relations Firm, located in New York. Cooking for those she loves is her passion. In all she does, she lives by the motto: Pay It Forward.
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