This is likely a good thing since there are no Wal-Mart store in Chicago's city limits. (Chicago is a very strong union city and Wal-Mart is a notoriously bad company when it comes to workers' rights. If you don't believe me, read this and watch this.) The closest Wal-Mart to our house is located in the city of Niles, know best for their water tower, the Leaning Tower of Niles. (You'd think that they could come up with a better name.)
Of course, right next to that Wal-Mart is the closest Babies 'R' Us. Now, I don't particularly like that store either, but seeing as how they have a lot of things that we will need (ie, baby things), we've been there a few times. Each of the four times we've gone to Babies 'R' Us, we've also gone to Wal-Mart. On three occasions, we left without buying anything, each time one of us muttering, "We don't ever have to come back here, okay?"
You see, the store is dirty. It's disorganized. It's full of crazy people filling their carts with things that only crazy people want. (Pop Tarts, Kool Aid, and Velveeta seem to be required items.) They sell cheap products at a not-so-cheap price. And, worst of all, it's full of screaming children whose parents feel should be disciplined by being told to "shut up." (I hate that. I hate it when a kid is told to shut up. Today, when I was waiting in line at the DMV to get a new license plate sticker, a young girl pinched her finger when she was playing with one of the retractable belt stanchions; her mother's response, "That's what you get." Sigh. I mean, who needs compassion? Certainly not a 5-year-old girl.)
But I digress...
You see, as we entered Wal-Mart, there was a display that was overflowing with the greatest foodstuff Kraft has ever invented. That of course is the StrawberryMallow. We discovered this strawberry-flavored marshmallow a couple of years ago and they make the most wonderful Rice Krispy treat. Unfortunately, they're as elusive as leftover kibble in Cecil's food dish. Since buying them in '06, we've never found them again. (I bought a couple of bags of chocolate marshmallows, and while good, they weren't anything to write home about.)
So, knowing that we may not see these wonderful treats for another 24 months or more, we bough six bags. That's right, six bags.
Last night, while Kristen was in the office researching video cameras (what? you think we're not going to tape every waking second of our son's life?), I made a batch of strawberry krispies.
And they were good.
Maybe Wal-Mart's not so bad after all.
2 comments:
I think having a kid makes wal-mart more attractive. I hadn't even looked at the site until the great crib search.
And we were just at that Babies R Us and had I known that strawberry marshmallows were next door, I would have maybe gone there after.
Don't forget--Northwestern hospital has a strict "no camera during delivery" policy so you won't be able to make a video of that.
You shun Velveeta but embrace strawberry marshmellows? Baffling. Both food-type products have a place in my tummy and in my heart.
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