memo to self

never, I repeat, never ever go back to the supermarket at 4pm.

I just ran down after K woke up from her nap, to get some milk, and some greens to go with planned spag bol for dinner.

OMG, It was like shopping warfare in there. I swear about 20 ba-ba-tarions* jumped over K's stroller (or ran into it, actually) to get past me. I couldn't move. there were people EVERYWHERE. I actually stood in the corner shaking my head at the pandemonium going on around me. wish I had taken a photo!!

as it turns out, got an email from J JUST as I arrived back home to say that he has to go out for dinner with the boss. so planned spag bol is being まわすed to tomorrow night!!

vocabulary list:
ba-ba-tarion: a human-like looking female form with the strength of 20men. Can leap shopping trolleys at will. Can pull 100yen broccoli out of the special cart with one hand, while simultaneously grabbing the largest bunch of bananas for 100yen with the other. Same species that pushes everyone and anyone out of the way to get into the lift/onto the escalators/ through the door first, and makes comments about babies without socks/ hats/ blankets on. Cousin of inaka-ba-baba, often seen at inaka festivals catching mochi with their apron or umbrella.