A Girl With a Sword

whole foods is better

I took my sixth trip to the airport this morning. Then I worked an eight hour day on two and a half hours of sleep. I felt strange all day, not sleepy, just out of sorts. There was something wrong and I kept forgetting what it was. So yes, I came home, had a nap, then got up and ate the ginger chews and cheese that had just been brought home from the grocery store. I find groceries so exciting. I hate buying them, but I love going through them after they're bought. Natalie and I stopped at Trader Joe's last night and we just had such a great time looking through our stuff on the T ride home--cereal, nuts, juice, coconut sorbet, peanut butter panda puffs--all so much more exciting when it's new. My mom goes on a big shopping trip once every two weeks or so and I love waking up on my trips home and finding out she's just brought home all kinds of food that I never get on my own. Even the jars of peanut butter are exciting. Usually I do my grocery shopping at the local Shaw's but we do make occassional trips to Whole Foods, which is like a shining paradise of a grocery store. I do actually like shopping there because every aisle is like discovering my own Swiss Family Robinson island with new foods and strange things I want to try. I love new foods. We bought rose jam the other day, Earl's idea. It's beautiful; it really is jam, with bits of rose petal in it and everything. I ate it with nutella and it was like having a Turkish Delight sandwich. Now everyone is gone and Eb took the rose jam and I'm getting ready to go to sleep again for the second time today.