Wandering Wednesdays: Being Shameless at Target and Costco at Night

Welcome the new segment of sagedandconfused that I like to call “Wandering Wednesdays” in which I “wander” and post about my findings and experiences. This gives me a chance to post something new every Wednesday, which is pretty flipping exciting if I do say so myself. Today, I went to Target and Costco at night which is fitting seeing how the freaks come out at night anyways. I didn’t see any, but it would’ve been really cool if I would’ve.

SAM_3983Normally I hate going grocery shopping. It’s long, boring, and when I get home, we have to clean out the fridge and make room for the new food. Then wash all of the empty dishes and containers, which is straining and time consuming. Not only that, but it’s been cold recently and it gets dark a lot sooner than it does in the spring and summer months. But there is something about going out at night, that makes it more exciting.

(And look, a comet! I’m kidding. I’m not an idiot. I know that is not a comet. Obviously that is the UFO from the first season of the X-Files.)

SAM_3996You get to see the people that keep the same time as you do (though, when this picture was taken it was only just before 5 p.m. PST), the employees are grumpy because they have been working since early in the morning and don’t want to bother with helping you grab the bread because you’re only 5’5″, and you get to forget what you had actually came there to get because its late and you are really only looking to get back¬†home and watch TV¬† then go to sleep. Costco, was actually a lot emptier than it usually is,¬†which only reminded me that I was in a warehouse full of bulk options and substantial sizes of things you don’t need that much of, like cotton balls (Daria, anyone?). Target, on the other hand…
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…was full of unnecessary things I needed. Whenever I go to Target I break away from the pack to go look at the new t-shirts they got in. I have a mild obsession with graphic t-shirts, tank tops, sweaters, boy shorts¬†and caps. Really anything with¬†big words on it.¬†My real love is graphic t-shirts in the men’s department¬† because they had all of the funniest sayings and quotes but is seems as though the “Young Woman” section is stepping it up, because it was the hardest thing for me to put these sweaters back down.

Also, because I have a love for most things comic book (including DC Comics), I recently started watching “Marvel’s Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.” and all I have to say is “Did you hear about Ward? That’s messed up right?!” Totally blew my mind in a really angry “WHY THE H#LL DID THAT HAPPEN?!” sort of way. I felt (feel) betrayed. The only thing I can do is remember how absolutely amazing the Avengers: Age of Ultron trailer looks, and fangirl over that. Having James Spader in it was what sold it for me, and I more than looking forward to him being a villain. I already know he is going to rock at it. With it being released in my birth month is also a plus.

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SAM_4032 I don’t usually go for the sunglasses, but when I do…

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SAM_4038I’m also not much of a purse girl, but today I felt unwittingly compelled to indulge in my inner girl and grab all the bags I could get my hands on.
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SAM_4043 Then I have a nice talk with some wallets, and wonder shortly why my assistant wasn’t talking back.

SAM_4046 What is the first thing you go for when you visit Target? And how annoyed were you with Ward’s change in character, if you watch Agent’s of S.H.I.E.L.D.? Do you hail hydra? Or are you a sheild? Join me Friday, as I go over some basic yoga moves for “Fitness Fridays”. Until next time. Sage Out.

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Out To Trader Joes

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Went to Trader Joes. Everybody loves TJ’s. It’s convenient and there are a lot¬†of fresh foods that you can get when you don’t feel like waiting for the Farmer’s Market to open. So, when we went¬†a month ago to grab some things I needed for a recipe for almond-pesto¬†wheat pasta (my sister has a nut-allergy) I decided I would take pictures while we were there. But, notice, all of the pictures we took are outside of Trader Joes. Here’s what happened:

Before we left that afternoon I’d asked my older sister, Ari, to take pictures of me while we were out. She agreed to do it but as soon as we got there she dispersed, having forgotten about what I asked her to do. I didn’t think much of it until we were talking about leaving (which we wouldn’t do for another 10-20 minutes) and I asked her one more time if she would take the pictures for me. She said, “Uhm, okay… where do you want it?” She sounded nervous and was looking around, shifty-eyed as I grabbed my camera out of my bag. “Over there, by the bread.” I said handing her my camera. “Are you okay?” I asked and she responded with a quick, “Yeah, I’m fine. We should… wait until there aren’t as many people over there.” She said. And I agreed and we quickly went on our merry way, that is until we were about to leave for real this time, and my mom and other sisters were at the cash register about to pay for the food.

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“You ready?” I asked her. “Yeah. Okay.” She said and we walked over to the bread, now feeling slightly rushed as the cashier quickly rung up our things. “There are just so many people over there.” She muttered and I looked up at her with a grin, “Are you nervous?” I asked.

“Yeah! I’m nervous! There are so many people– Like, employees and stuff– and I don’t want them to catch us.” It felt like a heist and we were about to steal something but there were cops everywhere. Like trying to jack a car on Mafia II and there are police looking everywhere for you. And all we were trying to do was take a picture.

“Okay, maybe if we take it quick. They won’t notice us.” I said.

“Okay, okay, okay, okay, kay, kay, kay.” She said, still looking a little hesitant. “No. I can’t do it. There are too many employees. What if somebody catches us.”

“Okay. I understand. We won’t do it.”

“Noooo. Okay. We can do it. I said I would do it for you, so I’m gonna do it.”

“You don’t have to…”

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“No. Come on, let’s do it.” We walk toward the bread and we stand over there and she is looking around very apprehensive and suspicious. I tell her once more that we do not have to do this because I fear they are going to think we are trying to steal something and she answers, “No. I just– I’m nervous.” I tell her that I understand and suggest she stands between the aisles in front of the bread so that nobody can see her. She¬†couldn’t do that either. When we finally get outside because my mom was becoming impatient– for good reason, too. It took us eight years.– Ari suggested we take pictures in front of the store, which she was totally down for, yet I was really nervous about. But I still agreed to do because we were going home and I had no idea what else we’d take a picture of. Oh the joys of being a beginner lifestyle blogger.

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Tell me, were our struggles worth it? Lie to me– unless it’s what I want to hear, then tell me the truth. Until later. Sage Out.