Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Hey Joe

This is a pretty dark Jimi Hendrix song. 
But, I'm about to talk about a happy and sunshiney place. Of course. By the way, when did it become such a bad thing to be an optimist? When did talking about good things make you a delusional crazy?

You won't believe what I'm going to say:
I had a lovely grocery shopping experience, and I was not in a local, natural, small-scale grocery mart.

I hate commercial places, and if I could choose, I would conduct all matters of business and life right on my pier, and have my groceries delivered to me. But alas, life would find a way to kick me in the tush, and I'd no doubt, soon be looking into the eyes of an alligator. Plus, I'd get hot. 

Commercialism in its finest. It looks like no one is shopping there, but I bet there were 700 people in this popular grocery store in Nashville. I just told everyone to move out of the way so I could snap with my phone. 
And so, I was in Nashville this past weekend for my sister-in-law's baby shower, which was lovely. I did not get any pictures, because there was a shower at the shower. But it was lovely, and the baby's-a-comin'. 

These people are probably going to sue me, thank God my blog is not that popular. 
I was dreading having to go to the grocery before my 6-hour trip home. Then I found a shortcut--Trader Joe's. Pleasant, fun music. Pleasant, fun plants. Pleasant, fun greeting cards. Pleasant, fun people. Pleasant, fun organic produce. Not too big, but big enough that I have been sustained through this week. Really crowded but easy to get around.

The best part--Trader Joe's is cheap! Compared to other commercial, large-scale grocery stores, it's like Joe is doing charity!

The guy who checked me out was really nice too. We had a deep conversation about his life, my life and everything that mattered to us. You think I'm joking but I'm not. He's from Washington, and says the best time of year to go to the Northwest is the summertime. Good to know. 

See? You get info you need everywhere you go. Life's always trying to hand you something, if only we were a little more open (Lesson for the day). 

Have a good one.

Liza Jane

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