Tis the Season to Go to Target

As I have mentioned before I drove Steve to the airport and consequently have his car. For the most part it has sat on the street behind my house slowly becoming more and more covered in bird poop, but last night Adrianne and I decided it was time to take the car out. Our destination was Target.

We don’t get to go to a large store like that very often due to the fact that neither of us have a car. Being from Minnesota, the birthplace of Target, we were pretty pumped to visit a store that reminded us of our homeland.

We piled into Steve’s car with me behind the wheel and took off. Finding Target was pretty easy and once we were there it was on. We spent the first twenty minutes in the store browsing the beauty section transfixed by all our options. “Which mouth wash should I get? What type of lotion will help my dry hands?” and so on.

We moved on to home furniture and stared at the lamps trying to picture each one of them in our living room. In the end we spent the most time in the Christmas section. Every store has it this time of year, five or six fake trees in the middle of the store with all colors of lights and ornaments on them.

Christmas lights, decorations for the tree, tinsel garlands, a tree stand, stockings with the letters “A” and “M” respectively stitched on the top, and a Bing Crosby CD we got them all. We scoured the aisles finding exactly what we needed to deck our halls.

We arrived at the checkout lane a half hour after store closed and weary. We pushed our purchases out to the car in our cart that looked like it was about to break under the weight and headed home. We only got lost once.