Like a kid in a candy store...
Today was my day to run errands. We live 30 miles from the nearest shopping of any kind, so I batch things and take the whole day to buy vittles, etc.
One of the things on my list today was to check out live animal traps at Gander Mountain. We have a crappy problem with raccoons on our front porch, even though we live right in the city. We borrowed a trap last October and caught 12 raccoons and 6 oppossum by the time April rolled around.
Didn't want to overstay our "borrowing your trap" welcome from our friend, so I researched the area stores that had traps.
Buck and I checked out Tractor Supply on Saturday and were seriously disappointed with what they had.
Not so today. The trap Gander had was perfect and I'll go back and get one before fall rolls around.
The thing that made my salivary glands go into overdrive was the outdoor cooking area in the store. Omigosh!!! Enough Lodge cast-iron to sink the Monitor and all manner of campfire cooking "tools."
After the salesman helped me with the trap, I asked about camping cookware and he directed me to that area. I wandered, eyes glazed, in that department filled with fragrant wood chips for smoking, grinders for making sausage, grill pans for the campfire, etc.
I would've said "deer in the headlights," but that would have been a dangerous thing, given where I was.
I had a blast in the store. I can't wait to get Buck there. Maybe I can talk him into buying some great new toys.
"As a girl I had zero interest in the stove." - Julia Child
This is real inspiration. Look what Julia became!