Friday, July 16, 2010


In the last 24 hours I have screwed up; twice.

We just got a new Wal-Mart Super Center here in Victoria. Finally! I am tired of all the construction that has been taking place for nearly three years. All the hassle I have to go through to make a quick trip to Wally World.

The Grand opening was on Wednesday and Aaron and I christened it last night.

Along with the new Wal-Mart is a HUGE parking garage. It was so busy last night that there were security personnel directing traffic. I was funneled into said parking garage parked my car when I found the first available spot, grabbed a cart loaded Aaron up and proceeded to entrance expecting to have the big O on the spot.

Three years! That is how long I have been and anticipating this Wal-Mart Super Center. Three years is a long time.

But I didn’t. I am not sure why It’s nice and all, but not what I expected. Hell, they even have escalators for shopping carts! You’d think I’d be more impressed.
I let Aaron explore while I chased after him and got to the store lay-out.

After 40 minutes or so of Aaron exploring I corralled him into a cart, got our needed items and proceeded to the check out, paid, and headed to the parking garage in an industrial sized elevator. (Which reminded me of Ikea. Except there have two. Wal-Mart Canada you FAIL))

And then, I didn’t know where I parked. I had an idea so I went there.
And here.
And there.
And here.
40 minutes later I still hadn’t found the car. I ended up having to get an employee to help me find the car.

Wal-Mart FAIL!

I pushed Aaron around this parking garage for 40 minutes people! He was good the entire time. Thank god for strawberries and fruit snacks.

I had an epiphany today. I have turned into what I feared most; an Island Girl.

I was city girl, but alas she is gone. The city girl I used to be would ALWAYS check her level and parking area number. I had to growing up shopping at Metrotown. Even when I am shopping in Seattle, Portland or LA I always check my parking area number.

I have succumbed to the laid back Island life. God help me. I prided myself on my street sense ways, always remembering to lock my car even in the safest of neighbourhoods. This is instilled in anyone who grew up in Metro Vancouver which includes Surrey the the car theft capital of North America (On a side note, I don't think Suri Cruise will be happy when she learns what a Surrey Girl is despite the different spelling, this might scar her for life.)

Well she is gone. I must now mourn.

My other failure was leaving Eric in charge of some roasting vegetables while I took Aaron out. I found a new recipe that I wanted to try.

I came back to pan of charred eggplants and tomatoes.
Cooking FAIL!
In no way do I blame Eric for this. I never told him to check on the vegetables at a certain time. I even came home 3 minutes before the timer was to go off.
Let this be a lesson. If your cooking something new don't leave to house or someone else charge.


S.I.F. said...

I actually reported my car stolen once, when really I had just forgotten where I had parked... no joke!

Siera said...

It was getting to that point...