Costo

I went to Costco today!  And didn't buy a darn thing!  Gosh... I'm proud of myself.

I went with a friend of mine I don't see all that often, so it was just time to chill out and catch up (even though we talk more than I particularly want to admit.)  We get in the door when he realizes he's left his mother's list in the car.  So I take the cart and head straight for books.  Are we surprised???  And tell him to meet me there.  He gets back and asks me if I've found anything I liked.  Um... it's me... and books... duh?

So we get back to the house and he does some work, as do I (from memory!  go me!) and then he has me chatting with a co-worker, because he'd joked about having a hot California girl in his home.  So I'm chatting away (who can't I talk to?) when the guy tells his dad, "Yah, Morgan's talking to (co-worker name)."  Dad's response?  "Oh shit, you're going to get fired."

Essentially, my rep has not only hit the mother of this family, but the father as well.  I'm pretty sure there are filthy lies being spread about me to gain me this type of rep :P.  I'm getting the feeling I'm going to have to start my version of back-talking.

And that, ladies and gents, was my illustrious Valentine's day.

I hope your day was fabulous and filled with whatever you were hoping for.  I am personally of my father's opinion of this day - hallmark holiday that See's candy has cashed in on.

On that note, off to do some lovin' on my salad.