a tale of two Target trips.

I went to Target twice last week. And each time was not without a story.


Tuesday:


I went to Target to browse. Do you know how dangerous that is for me? I spent an hour walking around, picking things up, taking illegal pictures of shelf sets and signage for work. I ended up spending only $3.17. I was so proud I put it on Facebook. I mean, who spends only three dollars in Target???


(THIS GIRL!)


Friday:


A mysterious stomach bug ripped through the office on Friday. I was the fourth victim to leave work early, around 4pm. But of course, there was a ton of traffic, and it was taking forever to get home. I went from thinking: "Please let me make it home in time!" to "I'm not going to make it home in time!" in a matter of minutes.


So I did what any self-respecting female would do: got off the highway and drove to the nearest Target.


And threw up 7 times.


One of my finer moments, for sure.


(And, for the record, I spent ZERO dollars in that trip. Another first.)