I never thought being at Hy-Vee could be so nice.
But tonight I went alone.
I got to use the big girl cart that wasn't extra long, impossible to steer and shaped like a firetruck. I got to stop and look at things that caught my eye.
No one talked me into buying popsicles shaped like Shrek like that three months later are still unopened in our freezer.
I walked more slowly. I looked around. I thought things to myself!
I smiled knowingly at the other mothers there WITH their children.
One was instructing her son, who was maybe 4, how to pick out the unblemished apples. After great care, the boy finally chose four.
And then his sister, maybe 2 and sitting in the cart, dropped them all on the floor.
Meanwhile, I serenely chose between the ripe avocados.
In the cereal aisle, I compared prices. I noticed that several cereals of my youth have gone and changed their look! Total Raisin Bran is now sleeker, shinier, perhaps a bit more purple.
It's these sorts of details I normally miss.
The best part, though, was that I spent time in the tiny, pristine health-food area. The aisles are small there. Seriously. The fire truck cart doesn't fit. And it's one of those areas I just want to look. I'm one who likes to peruse the options before making a choice.
Tonight, I got to. I indulged in about seven minutes in the healthy little section. I came away with two jars of organic salsa, yellow corn organic tortilla chips and one tube of energy gel for the half marathon on Sunday.
I was happy.