A visit to Pahl's Nursery

Last Saturday I ventured out to Pahl's with Meme to get some pumpkins. Kirk was in Atlanta.

My little Peyton. I love this sweet picture.

Aaah, the maze. She wasn't too sure about it.
She thought this was a real cat for a few minutes.
Nope, can't quite tell who the lil' devil is.
Yes, here's my smile again!

Mommy, get these pumpkins!
I like the one with all the crap on it, the messier, the better.

You can see part of the stroller in this picture. Seriously, trying to steer that thing around about puts me over the edge. The aisles just aren't big enough for my Metro Mobile. I try to turn, oops, hit the front of the stroller with aisle, ok, turn around, NOPE, that didn't work, the front wheels locked, okay, there. Ooops, now I hit the shelf in front of me and 3 ornaments fall off, along with the sippy cup- and why is that XMAS ornaments are being sold a week before Halloween, oh yah, to piss me off in this store. Now I'm trying to back the bus up and some dumb guy visibly sees me having problems, does he move his dirty pants wearing, beer belly sporting, big @ss out of the way. No, no he does not. I, annoyed beyond belief since now it's sunny and blinding me, and if you know me, nothing more in this world can put me in an instant crabby state of mind, Peyton is saying "more quackwas", my bangs are falling in my face-- I look at him say,- oh yah, and I'm manuevering the WAGON TOO! around this place. I looked like Steve Martin in " The Jerk" ( I just need this remote control, and this chair, and this....). oh, and I look at him and say "can ya move over just an inch more, I can't quite get around." He hadn't moved a centimeter until I even looked at him. I think he was checking out the popcorn girl or something. We left after that. My poor mom, I was so crabby that morning!
Oh, and people, when you drive, drive with a purpose, eh! Pet peeves, pet peeves.
Whew, that felt good to vent.