Tadpole goes shopping

[la_rainette]

*beams*

First of all, I've now got a brand-new, beautiful rainette icon. Thank you so much,  

darthfox ! You're an angel of mercy to my poor, LJ-illiterate soul.

*sighs deeply*

This has not been a very good day so far. I got off on the wrong foot, quite literally so  since the very first I did this morning was step into a lukewarm puddle of cat puke. EEEWWWWWWWW! (Echoed by two openly rejoicing tadpoles. They just love it when something like that happens.)

And I'm just coming back from what was one of the most horrendous grocery shopping experiences in my life.  

Baby tadpole was overjoyed to find out that one of the kid shopping carts was still available, so she took it with evident relish. And lost interest halfway through my (short) shopping list. And threw a tantrum, demanding, in a very loud voice, to be carried.

Picture me standing, with a bag of milk in one hand (not enough place in the tiny shopping cart), my (admittedly much too roomy, not to mention heavy) purse in the other, and tadpole rolling around on the floor, bellowing at the top of her lungs. And a smug mom passing by with her perfectly well-behaved little one perched on her adult-sized shopping cart and advising me, in a Very Soothing Voice, to stay calm and take a deep breath.  

I was extremely tempted to bite her. I didn't, though, because I am a coward.

I did a quick, hopeful arm-count, nope, still only 2 arms. And one bag of milk, one extra-large handbag, one tadpole demanding to carried and a tiny shopping cart waiting to be pushed. I contemplated trying an Amazing Balancing Act, with the milk on my head, tadpole riding piggyback, the purse in my mouth and pushing the cart with my knees. Huh. Can't do that. So after 15 minutes of heavy tadpole negociations, I finally managed to get her to walk by the shopping cart, while I took care of the rest (ouch, my back).

Well, I'm done now, and the week-end is coming up. Should we need anything else, I'll send the husband. Am even contemplating sending him with baby tadpole, because misery likes company *evil grin*

Comments

Bag of milk?

[sir-gareth.livejournal.com]

Firstly, yes... I decided tonight to go back to the beginning of your journal and do the whole kit and caboodle... not just "a few pages". Now I'm totally enthralled and loving every post. I apologize in advance if you have email notification fo comments on, because I fear as I get more into the next two months of tadpole and froglet action... the comments may start flowing... and it may be a little confusing for you to receive comments on two month old posts... and to have an inbox full of LJ notifications... all from me. So there... pre-emptive apology.

Now... what on God's green earth is a bag of milk? I have never come across this concept... does Canada sell its liquid dairy products in lightweight Asterix-style gourds? or do you just pour your own milk from a large tank into produce-type plastic bags?

I'm so befuddled by this mental picture that I am tempted to blame the non-native speaker in you... but I can't do that... because 'bag' is such a small innocuous word, and you used it several times in reference to the same thing. I'm actually quite scared to go North of the border now, if they don't have sturdy containers for milk. Surely the parking lots of grocery stores simply run white with the contents of split 'bags' of cow juice.

Re: Bag of milk?

[la-rainette.livejournal.com]

ROFL (or so it seems it is to be spelled. Am still a little baffled by Internet lingo), the Asterix-like gourds. I wish we had these.

Am also considering a giant pick-your-own-strawberries-like thing: go to the farm, and milk your own cow :) . Do you think that would be a successful business idea? Especially to please American tourists, who tend to ask us where we learned our English, or if we still live in igloos in the wintertime? :D

Actually, I guess I must be using the wrong word, because I am referring to very common stuff, so pray correct me if I am: I was carrying one of these bulky bags containing three smaller plastic bags that can then be put into a special jug; all you have to do then is cut out a corner of the plastic bag, and you're all set. It's pretty useful for us, because we drink enormous quantities of milk - well, not so much me, but Husband loves milk, and the girls are young enough to still need their calcium in high doses.

And loyalty to my new country insists that I add that we do indeed have sturdy carton containers, too. ;)

Re: Bag of milk?

[sir-gareth.livejournal.com]

I still can't really relate to what you are referring to. The closest I can get is a shrink-wrapped set of three cardboard milk cartons.

Re: Bag of milk?

[la-rainette.livejournal.com]

Goodness gracious. Could that be a strictly Canadian thing? Could you do me a favour and please check out the dairy section next time, and tell me if you see any Big Bags?

Re: Bag of milk?

[sir-gareth.livejournal.com]

I frequent several different gorcery stores in my locale.... and sadly enough I can visualize their dairy sections right now. No Big Bags! None... nichts, nada! I'm intrigued... so I did research. It yeilded this explanation: Big Bags (http://talesmag.com/tales/coveredwagons/canada_shopping.shtml). So, indeed it is purely a Canadian phenomena. From the look of the picture I'm still totally bemused to the whole concept. Milk belongs in a two gallon or one gallon plastic jug receptacle, and smaller amounts in cardboard cartons. UK pints belong in glass bottles with the colour of the foil denoting what type of milk it is. That's all... no bags please, I'm American-British!