My Own Private Twitter

I want to know if Twitter is for me. It seems like it's for people who don't have the time/attention span to blog? I really don't know enough about it and so my speculation is moo.

I am just back from a trip to Trader Joes with my mom and her friend Diane. When I asked my mom if she was going to TJ any time soon, she said she didn't plan to, but she could. And she could "get my cart" which means she would pay for my stuff. Which is what I wanted, and why I asked if she was going in the first place. So I had my little list, and we went there and then we were looking at the stevia. There was a kind with lactose in it, a kind with rice maltodextrin in it, and a kind that was pure stevia. The last being the most expensive. She said, "get this kind, I'll get it for you..." and I said, "you have to get all this for me, I didn't even bring a wallet!" Which was true, B has the car and my wallet was in it.  So she did "get my cart" (it was a small basket). She is a very good mom!

Before TJs, we went to Santa Fe Peppers which is very similar to Chipotle. I got a veggie burrito with brown rice and black beans and corn salsa and some other hot salsa. I cut the whole thing in half and immediately wrapped half for B. Anyone who has had Chipotle knows that freaking burrito the size of your own head is too big to eat. Seriously. The veggie mix they use instead of meat is like grilled onions and peppers and sweet potatoes in a chipotle pepper sauce. It was pretty tasty.

B and I are trying to get more stuff done by not doing everything together. So he went and ran some different errands, but now I want him to come back because I miss him. It's a good thing we enjoy each other's company because we spend pretty much every moment together. But we were finding we could not do the work and chores we need to and still have time for anything else! Doing everything together was halving our time instead of doubling it. Boo.

Now I shall get back to work.