Not only do I have a Target, a Walmart Market and an Albertson’s within walking distance of my apartment, they are all suped up versions of the ones we have in the Northeast. My Target... wait for it… has a wine aisle! Could you just die?!
I was happy as a clam when I remembered that most civilized places allow humans to buy wine where they purchase their groceries, home goods and packaged goods. What a concept, CT! My Target even has a section where you can buy fresh produce. Sigh.
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| I <3 Target |
Just look at it. I think my camera is hazy because this is sort of my version of heaven. I was also in dire need of some sleeveless dresses because I am a horrendous packer and it’s about a billion degrees here.
OK, that’s dramatic, but it is hot here. And I am an awful packer.
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