Went to the grocery store expecting to be able to pick up strawberries. Last week I'd seen an eight~foot wide by four~foot high stack of jewel cases full of strawberries, presumably stocked up for Valentine's day if the heart~shaped chocolate fondue kits next to it were any indication.
So Boyfriend & I go grocery shopping the day after Valentine's, and the strawberries are gone. What's in their place? Boxes of Krispy Kremes, replete with wide plastic windows for the viewing of the goods {apparently, I'm not the only one who thinks doughnuts are romantic}.
On the sight of them, Boyfriend's first words were, that is so wrong, and as near as I can figure, he meant that he was ethically opposed to buying doughnuts second~hand. For my part, I was disappointed that they were sold by the identical dozen; I'd had my heart set on an assortment, but I hadn't the nerve to open up all the boxes and create my own.
Suppose I'll just have to settle for the boxer shorts.
Mmmm... doughnuts...
Posted by edgar at February 16, 2004 09:12 AM