Dr. Pepper, that is.
Today was back to school haircut and school supply shopping day. The day didn't start off well, I had the energy of a three-toed sloth from the minute I woke up. I just couldn't get into gear at all. It didn't help that there was no caffeine available in the house for a jump start. So, we went out to get haircuts, came home for lunch, and went to Target for the supplies. That was fun. It's not like all the other schools around here start next week, or anything. But, we got it done. Well, mostly done, there were a few things I couldn't find, and gave up on.
One thing I made sure to get was Dr, Pepper. It was the last six pack of bottles left. I grabbed it, put it in the cart, and thought of nothing else on the way home, except how it would taste. When we got home I grabbed all the bags and took them in the house. Then it hit me. These bags weren't heavy enough to be holding the Dr. Pepper I longed for. A quick searched confirmed my fears. My son had put all the groceries in the cart for me so I asked him were he put the pop. On the button, was his answer. I never looked there in the parking lot. Sigh. Right now someone is enjoying free Dr. Pepper because of me.