Open Letters

I haven't posted since Christmas, apparently. But we're ignoring that here at the Inconsistent Mixer and just moving on.

Dear People Behind Me In Line at Jewel Yesterday,

I realize that we were in the Express Line. I had only 4 items, and it is not my fault that the store-brand deep dish plastic containers did not scan. Nor that the person called to find the price was unable to locate the ENTIRE DISPLAY of Glad-Ware, ZipLoc Boxes and the Store Brand stuff, right next to the plastic bags. I realize that we all waited what seemed like an eternity for the price and then I just abandoned them and went on my way with butter and eggs and peanut butter cookie mix. Thank you for not yelling and screaming and freaking out. That is why I like going to the fancy-pants suburban-style grocery store that is still in the city. Thanks again for your patience. I hope that the rest of your weekend was better than that line.

Sincerely,
the girl who held up the line for a really long time

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Dear Price Finder who FAILED,

You suck. I don't know how you missed the huge display of plastic boxes with lids.

You're Fired,
The girl who held up the line for a really long time and still doesn't have boxes the right size for the ice cream made by the ice cream maker

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Dear Lorna's Laces,

Why do you have to have such nice new yarn in your Green Line? And with lovely semi-solid colors at that. I was totally ready to not pay for my WCKG membership this year, skip the studio tour/mill-ends sale and save myself from buying yarn that I didn't need. But now, you come out with such beautiful new yarn that will probably have mill-ends and screw ups from the figuring-it-out process, and I want it. Also, I am excited to hear about the new line's dying process, which will surely change up the tour. Darn you.

Love,
The WoolPig

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Dear Babies,

Please be more exciting next week. I promise not to be so grumpy.

Love,
Your Nanny