Shopping Bitchy-ness

Warning to Laura: You've may have already read this...

Today on my way home I stopped at the local grocery store to pick up a few things. I had enough items on my list that it wouldn't fit in the basket, but not enough for a regular cart. Just recently, the store added a sort of mini cart. I snag one of those and I realize that I am pushing the "single-pathetic-loser" cart. The cart designed for single people who are not buying enough food to feed any sort of group. The larger carts mock the singles cart. They invite it to parties and try to hook it up with the divorced carts that are hanging out by the back porch 'cuz that's the only place they are allowed to smoke. The larger carts talk about their kids (the baskets) and show pictures of their trips to Disney and talk about how fufilling it is to have baskets because you really discover who you are and what life really means. Then the larger carts complain about how they would love to have just one day where they did whatever they want without having to check first with their spousal cart or find a basket sitter. Oh, to only be able to go to a movie alone, they sigh. Yes, the single's cart. It holds the right amount for one person, but also has a storage shelf on the bottom for that big ass bag of cat food. AAARRRGHHHH!!!!

My life, encapsulated in the form of a shopping cart...without the cat food.

Okay, it's not that bad, but I got on a bit of a roll there.
I decided to change up the page a bit visually. Let me know if you like or don't.