I love Costco. My kids love Costco. Here are some funny things about Costco and it's shoppers.
*Husbands and wives come together. They hit the sample stands separately and strategically, saying, "I'm just going to grab one for my husband." Double the samples. Admit it, you've done it.
*Old guys go there for tube socks. Every single old man I see at Costco has a huge cart with nothing but tube socks...and whatever was up for sampling that day.
*Your grocery total has an uncanny (and unappreciated) correlation to the time of day. $210 at 2:10...I'm not kidding.
*They already have their Christmas stuff out. The worst part? I zombied over to the Christmas displays today, thinking, "I DO need more wrapping paper," before I snapped out of it and decided to make Halloween plans instead.
Speaking of Christmas, Joshua asked me today how to spell, "Injured turtle." Apparently, it's time to write to Santa, and Joshua wants an "injured turtle." (Heroes in a half-shell, turtle power.)