Confusion and the grocery store

Today I was a little confused. I got up this morning and was updating my MySpace account with what I was doing now and wanted to make a comment about Thanksgiving. For a few minutes, I didn't know if today was Tuesday or Wednesday. I honestly had to look at my calendar and even then, I wasn't sure. Isn't not knowing what day it is the first sign of dementia? It was scary there for a few minutes and even scarier when I realized that Thanksgiving is tomorrow. How can that be? It seems it snuck right up on me and is getting ready to bite me in the butt.

I have to confess I am getting very intimidated about making my own pie crust for the pecan pies. I guess that's why realizing that tomorrow is the big day is such a shock. I'm trying to decide when I should make the crust since supposedly I'm supposed to let them set in the freezer for a while. The problem is I don't know how long I'm "allowed" to keep it in the freezer...a few minutes, overnight, days? These questions keep me up at night (not really because you all know I go to bed so early there's no keeping me up for anything, but theoretically speaking). The frozen, pre-made pie crusts are looking better by the minute.

I did go grocery shopping the other day when I told you that I would. I went to the new marketplace Kroger--megamart, I like to call it. Not really. I like to call it "the place I'm never grocery shopping again in my life." This place is monstruously huge. I told you it was the size of a football field and I wasn't lying. I so wish I would've taken my camera with me so I could show those of you who don't have a marketplace near you. Don't get me wrong, it's a beautiful store containing everything you could possibly need and I mean everything.

At the home end of the store you have a bistro, Starbuck's, deli, olive bar, some other kind of fancy bar containing tabouli, mushrooms in seasoned olive oil and other hoity toity items, a bakery, a hot bar, you name it. At the midfield line, you have all of your grocery items. Need something they only sell in Tibet, well they have it. It is probably in aisle 47. At the visitor end of the store is home decor. Need a new painting for over your couch (like me), an end table, a new couch ensemble or how about some towels? I know every time I run into a store for eggs I think "Wow, I really need a new couch and coffee table. If only I could get a couch and coffee table at the same place I buy my toilet paper, life would be perfect." Well, now my prayers have been answered.

If I sound a little negative about these new megamart grocery stores, that's because I am. I hate them. I hate them with a passion. When I go grocery shopping, I want to go grocery shopping. I want to run in, get what I need and run out. God forbid you forget to get apples while you're on the visitor end of the store. You might need to lie down on one of those couches to rest up for the trip to the other side because I'm telling you, it's a haul. Maybe that's why they have those couches there. Hmmm.

Oh, I long for the days when a trip to the grocery store isn't an actual "trip" from one side of the store to the other, where you feel compelled to take a nap, wear comfortable shoes because you'll be on your feet for so long or pack a lunch because it could be hours before you get to your destination. Oh, but they've thought of that, too. They have samples of all kinds of food at the home end of the store. Heck, you don't even have to buy dinner...you can make a feast from sampling all of the food they offer. Call me old-fashioned; I don't care. I am stuck back in 1985 and I like it there.