Why I like Walmart
Posted by Lauren · Tuesday, March 9th, 2010 · Filed in FamilyIn our smallish town, Walmart has become what old country stores used to be. Walmart is our local grocery and is close to our house, so we are there a lot. We are familiar with most of the cashiers, and they usually recognize us. At Cracker Barrel the other day I saw a lady that looked so familiar, but I couldn't place her. Jay took one look and identified her as the express lane checker at Walmart. I guess she looked a little different without her blue apron on! Yesterday at Walmart the checkout lady asked how old Brian was. After reading my name off the receipt she said she remembered checking me out sometime while I was still pregnant. There are several cashiers that I enjoy having. I even still like to go to the sweet foreign lady's line, even if she has forgotten to give me my last few bags of groceries on two different occasions. Both times they were waiting for me at the customer service desk when I went back later in the day. Jay and James even get their hair cut at Walmart, and the ladies there remember James as the talkative one. I almost always see at least one person I know in there. There are also lots of people I don't know, but are very friendly and helpful. As I was putting Brian in the car after shopping yesterday, a man saw me and asked if he could put my cart up for me! New York was fun to visit, but it can't compete with small-town living. Besides, there are no Walmarts or Cracker Barrels there!
In other news, the kids have said some funny stuff lately:
The other day we drove by a gated neighborhood and it reminded me of the Veggietales silly song "Gated Community". We were trying to recall which Veggietales movie the song was featured on. After deciding it was Sheerluck Holmes, James said this about it: "It's old school. Well, it's old Sunday school!"
As we walked into the garage the other day, Eliza looked sadly at her bike, which has been sitting unused all winter. She said to me, "Do you know how much I love riding my bike?" "How much?" I asked. "As much as I love God." Oh, my!
Brian is doing well. He is the sweetest thing…it's hard to believe he'll grow up to be a mean kid, but it happened to both of my other sweet babies! Okay, so they're not that bad, but sometimes I do wonder what happened to my little sweeties. If Brian could just get over this cough he has, it would be great! He slept 7 hours last night! I'm glad because I needed it.

Brian's 2-month portrait (I took this really quickly with light from a window)
This weekend the weather was beautiful! I was afraid I wouldn't be able to enjoy it because I started feeling very ill Thursday night, with fever and chills and achy all over. I also had some pain when I nursed Brian on one side, which led me to the conclusion that I had mastitis. I managed to feel okay Friday by taking ibuprofen every 4 hours, but I was concerned I might need antibiotics. I decided to wait until Monday to talk to a doctor, but by Saturday I was already feeling much better, and was almost back to normal on Sunday. I'm glad my body was able to take care of it so quickly!
Sunday we were able to get out and enjoy the warm weather after church. We went to a field near my parents' house and played soccer, softball, and Frisbee with my siblings. I took some pictures that I will hopefully post soon! Poor Jay and my sister Adrienne's husband Jon had to work on our toilet. That has been a fiasco! But it is working for the moment and I am glad. We still have boxes decorating the living room until we can find time to put together the kids' new storage furniture. Someday!


















