Smokey Has a Sore Bum

I'm back from Waterloo. Poop.

Last night I headed for groceries after work, since I was pretty low on food. As in I had beans and rice for dinner. I was pretty much set up until then, because Rookie made me food for the plane and my Mom made me lunch for the day. Oh yes. :) Shopping during the week made me wonder why I don't do it more often. I know the reason, I suppose. It's hard to fit that and a workout into a weeknight. Having this trainer in my living room sure helps. The advantage of the weekday grocery shopping is that it took me about half the time that it normally does. I shop at Superstore. It's nice and new, it has great selection and unbeatable prices. It's also an f-ing zoo on the weekend. Shopping there was much more relaxing last night....at least until I got rear-ended a few blocks after leaving. Smokey has a sore ass, but other than that there was no damage. I did get asked today if I got hit hard enough for the airbag to go off. Hahaha. Oh, in case I haven't told you, Smokey is the name of my car.