So yesterday I went to Target to get sippy cups for Barry.  He hasn’t the strength to suck on a straw and he has trouble holding a normal glass.    I don’t have kids, I don’t have grand-kids, therefore, baby departments confuse the hell out of me.

       As I stood in front of a multitude of choices, my brain froze.  I guess it was obvious that I had no idea what I was doing because a woman nearby asked me what the problem was.  Whereupon I explained the situation.

     Miracle of miracles she’d been in the same situation a few months back with her father.  She quickly grabbed two types from the racks and said they both worked well with him. 

     The Goddess smiled because while unloading my purchases at the register, I spotted a scarf that called to me.  I dashed across the aisle and snagged it.

     You all have a good one!