Got Milk? Seriously.

Today in the check-out line at Kroger I caught a glimpse of white out of the corner of my eye. When I turned to look at the check-out conveyor belt thing, I saw it was full of milk. Seriously. Full. The Indian (?) couple behind me had bought I don't know how many jugs of milk - gallons and half gallons all crowded on together. Enough to completely cover the check-out counter. I looked on in amazement.

"That's a lot of milk!" I said to the man. I'm sure he was impressed by my keen powers of observation. I just couldn't help myself.

"I drink it all," he replied with a chuckle.

"Oh, you'll be very strong!" I encouraged him. Then his wife (?) started talking to him in another language. I paid for my balloons and headed out into the rain.

Happy Groundhog Day!

Don't you just love Groundhog Day? It's practically a perfect holiday. No social pressure to buy stuff, make appearances, or eat indulgently. No deep or controversial meanings. Nothing to defend or get an attitude over.

Just a cute, furry, little groundhog looking for his shadow, and some people looking forward to Spring. It's fun. It's whimsical.

I think we need more animal-themed holidays. Who's up for Moose Day?