West Texas Mama

There are two weeks of the year one should really avoid the grocery store:  the week of TGiving and the week of Christmas.  I, however, forgot this golden rule until I pulled into the grocery store parking lot at 6:00 p.m. Monday night.  While I am sure I probably need to park in the space farthest from the door more often, I wasn't really in the mood for a hike that night. If I had missed that sign that I had picked the wrong day, the next was waiting on me when I went to grab a basket.....and all that were left were the ones with the squeaky, broken wheels.  You the ones - the ones that the wheels don't move and the more stuff you put in your basket, the harder it is to push down the aisle?  The only thing making me feel better about this basket is that it was leaving a black streak on the floors - that will teach the store to keep their baskets in good working order! I broke out the coupon binder and started to muscle my way down the aisles with all the o...