I ended the weekend on the usual Sunday dinner and grocery run. Anthony worked earlier today at his second job at the library so he wasn't up for going, so I went alone.
It's ok though because I learned how to walk to and shop at the grocery store alone when I was eight years old and traveled three blocks to get my mom stuff to make dinner including across a busy street with a stoplight. I carried everything myself and learned how to count money early so I wouldn't get screwed by the cashier. I started being independent early in life. Reeeeeal early.
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Dinner alone at Raising Cane's.
If Anthony had come with me, he would have been sitting here.
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ChicKEN strips, toast, fries, and that weird brown dipping sauce
they give you at Raising Cane's
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Twizzlers left with chips at Walmart Neighborhood Market.
Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
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Chips Ahoy left to die with the Oreos
Nooooooooooooooooooooooo
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Someone's going to have tragic hair later.
Hair pins left in the cookie aisle.
Nooooooooooooooooooooooooo
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Timeless Joy Sparkling Spruce air freshener
left with Western Horse and Gun Magazine.
That's one way to make a horse smell fresher.
Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
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