Big city grocery shopping is all wrong.
Walkerchick knows it's just wrong to drive to any store.
Multiply the wrongness by ten since the nearest market doesn't carry buttermilk or caraway seeds.
And while she's at the drive-to grocery store looking for caraway seeds, she loses her personal parking place down the block. The one that her neighbor covets and her loyal car usually protects while she WALKS everywhere.
Behind the wheel,she stalks her city neighborhood searching out a new spot that meets her criteria: 8.5 or better on the mature woman's parallel parkability scale.
Round and round she goes.(Repeat chorus!)
Her previously petite carbon footprint now scares Sasquatch.
It's just wrong.
My Happy Holiday Home Tour
3 days ago
2 comments:
In the city - One Woman could relate to you. Now it is wide open spaces - lots of parking spaces and she walks in the fields and woods. Love your writing style.
Take care and hope you can grab that parking space.
Hello there! Happy Tuesday ... I can't believe you responded with the very words from a song so deeply inbedded in my own memory. How amazing that is how you came to name your blog! Thank you.
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