Snow day supplies

I took the kids to CCD yesterday and made a quick trip to the grocery store to stock up for today. I knew we needed TP (I put the last roll on that morning) so I headed there first. Our TP, paper towel, tissue section is at the back of one end of the store and the milk, OJ… is at the other, with the check out in the middle up front.

I saw a new type of TP on sale so instead of grabbing the kind I like (that was also on sale) I figured I’d try a new brand. It was claiming to be good for the earth. So I picked up a 20 pack and made my way through the rest of the store. I realized I was running low on time so I finished up quickly and made my way to the check out line.

She scanned the TP first and I notice the price didn’t match what, I thought, was on the shelf sticker. So she calls for someone to go check and she rang the rest of my stuff through. Now she is done, there are people behind me, I’m watching the clock like crazy because I have to go pick up the kids, and the price check guy is still not back. He finally makes it back, carrying a 20 pack of the worst looking TP I’ve ever seen in my life! He explains that this is the brand that was that price, the other one (earth friendly one) cost more than my favorite brand that was on sale.

I tell them no I don’t want either of those, I was willing to try a new brand ONLY if the price was right. The cashier has to call a manager to override the TP she put in, I’m watching my time get smaller and smaller, and I still need TP. She finally finishes my order and I can leave to go pick up the kids. I’m standing there trying to decide if I take the whole cart back into the store to get TP right then and there or do I go get the kids and drag them through the store on the way home. The running in part wasn’t what made me nervous; it was the standing in line part. I was pushing it with my time as it was if I picked the wrong line I would be late to get the kids. But taking both kids into the store was not what I wanted to do.

If you didn’t know me and you saw me in the store with William, you would think I had given into his every screaming tantrum for candy, toys, posters, upstairs decks (I’ll blog about that story later) that the kid has ever had. He’s regressed to this 2 year old like state, begging, pleading, demanding, and crying, for every stupid toy, piece of candy, book, what ever he happens to see in the store that day. I have no clue where this has come from, I NEVER let the kids just get something. If I plan to let them get something I tell them before we go to the store, if not I tell them that too. So the thought of taking William into the store was not very appealing to me. I decided I didn’t have time to run back in, I had to pick the kids up. So I got there and picked them up and completely forgot about the TP on the way home.

Once we got home Ed decided he needed to go to his school for a few minutes. He took both kids with him which left me time to make lunch. The school wasn’t open so Ed stared for home, he remembered that he needs to stop at the beer store (there was a storm-a-comin so he had to have beer in the house). They had to wait a few minute for the store to open, so this became a big thing. They waited outside in line with the other people who were stocking up for the storm. No we don’t need no bread, or milk or eggs during a storm, but we must make sure there is BEER in the house! Ed called while they were waiting, he said it was like waiting for tickets to a big concert, the excitement grew as the time got closer and closer for the store to open. (I’m not a beer drinker so I don’t get it).

Ed and the kids got back from their exciting trip to the beer store and it was time to get ready for the afternoon activities. William had a birthday party that we needed to wrap gifts for, and Natalie had a date with Grammy, Grampie and Beauty and the Beast. They were taking her to the high school to see the play (Beauty & the Beast) that the high school students were putting on.

Natalie left, and William and I followed a little while later. I stayed at the party with William, went home after, got dinner ready as Natalie was returning home. I put the kids to bed sat down with Ed to watch TV and about 8:30 as the snow started, remembered that we were using our LAST roll of TP!

Ed said “I can see it now, Natalie’s version of the story that will be told to the teacher”. (Imagine the little cloud bubble over my head and Ed’s head as we think of this scene taking place the next day).

T: Hi Natalie how was your snow day?
N: Fine, we ran out of toilet paper.
T: Oh what did you do?
N: But the day wasn’t ruined because daddy had plenty of beer in the house. He was ready for the storm, but mom wasn’t!

I think I need to lecture both kids before they leave the house tomorrow!

PS Ed found a roll of TP we keep stashed with our camping stuff so we made it through the snow day and it's my #1 thing to do tomorrow!