so i'm back from my third weekend in a row of visiting. my grandparents are hilarious people. when/if i've been married for over 50 years, it'd be great if it was like that. at their gourmet club (eight old people, and my mom and i makes for hilarious conversation) my grandad pulled out the chair for my grandmere and she said "he spanked me!" oh dear lord i tried not to laugh. then there was the incident with the pepper grinder...they are like children!

then i came back and worked at target. oh. my. goodness. i was SO BORED the entire time i was there. the only thing i found interesting where some purses i was looking at when i wasn't helping any customers. (what? sarah + purses? i know.) i still haven't decided if i like the pink one or the blue one better.

and cleaning up after the store was closed? yikes...if i can never do that again, that would be great. people are so disorderly.