oh target...

Today was one of those shopping days that left me in need of a nap..and I only went to target. Hudson had a doctors appointment for a rash in the rolls of his neck. fat kid problems. Target was next on the list because me and Emmy girl wanted to own the Katy Perry "Part Of Me" movie mostly me since she didn't even know that it existed. minor details. we pulled up, and there was construction going on blocking out half of the parking spots causing us to drive in circles for over ten minutes just to find a space. the shopping portion of our trip went fairly smooth...my typical go in for two items, and leave with twleve extra items that i felt was more than necessary in our lives. including a pumpkin plate. ive never been good at choosing a checkout line. this trip was no exception. the lady and her ridiculous amount of goods i opted to stand behind declared after i placed all fourteen of my much "needed" things on the belt, that she was going to need 3 separate orders and gift receipts for some of it. after obvious confusion crossed ms. target cashier lady's face, i then noticed the "new employee" label on her tag. perfect. there's a good chance that it took eighteen minutes to assist the high maintenance one before it was our turn. thankfully the mini-humans were on their very best behavior, or i may have lost my mind. the alarm went off as we walked out, but i ignored it confident that we didn't yoink any merchandise. finally we were out of there, and with the exception of Emmerson screaming at the top of her lungs that the "freakin sun" (oops) was making her thirsty and sweaty on the walk back to our car, we were happily on our way back home. At the first light, i pulled out our new blu-ray to check it out and the plastic security cover was definitely still in tact. flashes of the alarm going off and that "new employee" tag consumed my tired brain. i really wanted to watch that movie...for the third time. back to target we go. i nearly forgot about the dreaded parking situation as we pulled in. again. i found a spot in a much more acceptable amount of time, then got both little nuggets out of the car. again. i decided against a cart this time thinking it would be more of a hassle. i made emmy walk and clearly forgot that my five month old is now 22lbs. he is a backbreaker and puked on my arm on the way in. luckily there was minimal line waiting and quick service from an experienced target cashier. we then booked it outta there. but for real this time. and all for that damn katy perry movie.