Friday Night Lights… at Costco

Tonight we went to Costco and spent over $500.

There, I feel better getting that off my chest.

No self respecting adult should subject themselves to buying two giant sqyishmallow Yodas and a large ream of toilet paper on a night that should be reserved only for cocktails and sushi on some al fresco dining patio. But there we were, being un self-respecting.

But here we are. Trying to figure out where to store 3 more tubs of peanut butter. Sure they're jars, but when said jars are big enough for your dog to fit their entire head in, we classify it as a tub.

When we got home we ate really sexy food too… Wit had Chex that they could hear him crunching all the way in Reno and I had a microwavable ramen bowl. Like I said… Sexy.

This is 30s/40s folks. When you value your success by the satisfaction you feel when you remember to buy laundry soap before you're officially out out. Success is the hill we have conquered tonight. Tide is my trophy.

When we finished the meal of the century, only one thing remained… To discuss buying an r.v. we found this mess of a vintage camper and are debating if we should go and see it or if we should just let it slide.

More details to come…