Mr. B&B and I did our errands this weekend, but forgot a few odds and ends. Tonight, after dinner, I headed out into the nippy New England evening to pick up the forgotten at CVS. Thinking of Mr.B&B lounging in his pajamas, wrapped in a blanket on our couch warmed me through and through.
Eggs (one dozen), recycled toilet paper, postcards, and a family planning aid.
Yes, folks, it is perplexing, isn't it?
The cashier seemed non-judgmental and unaffected, but she forgot to charge me for the toilet paper.