Stopped at our local family oriented, pleasant grocery store @ 6pm.
As I walked down one aisle I saw a gal all dressed up in a beautiful bridal gown. I double checked to see if she was real. Then a man dressed as a groom came up to her. Yup, Barbie and Ken – was the wedding here?
They were looking for food.
I recognized the bridesmaid – in a stunning dress, very unusual for bridesmaids’ dresses – she had worked in one of the local cafes.
As I went down the soda aisle, there was an usher. Or the groom – they were dressed alike. I decided it was the usher as he was flirting with the bridesmaid. Or I hoped it was the usher.
She was shouting at him: “NO CHIPS!”
I said to him – no wedding planner?
He laughed. No, we’re it.
No dinner afterwards?
He replied playfully to the bridesmaid: “You’ve been busting my chops since before the wedding. Geez.”
Maybe they were the bride and groom? Sounded like a lot marriages I’ve seen. Ha ha. Except the playfully part. I ducked – didn’t want to be blocking the mating dance.
Next, I headed down the ice cream aisle. What was that awful smell? It was kinda putting me off the ice cream, which probably wasn’t a bad idea since I could do with losing some weight.
I looked up and saw what was trying to pass for a white wannabe Rastafarian, old-fashioned hippy wannabe family. I walked more quickly past them, saw no sugarless ice cream other than vanilla and skidaddled as I truly was about to gag from the smell. I kept praying as I skidaddled that the smell wasn’t me. But it didn’t follow me after two aisles distance. Phew. And Pew.
I went to check out – watched the bride and groom checking out with the usher and bridesmaid. I was so engrossed in how attractive the outfits were and watching the bride that I forgot to listen to their conversation or really see what they were buying. Now I wonder how they were starting their new life together.
I stepped out of this alternate universe to join my husband who was waiting in the truck to go to a friend’s house for dinner.
Who needs Venice Beach – we have it right here in our sleepy little town.