Why is it that I get so excited to go to Target? I truly think there are only a handful of things better than going to Target with my husband. One thing that would be better is the two of us going to Target with a big ass Target gift card.
Anyway, we’re going to the big red store tonight to get things for our vacation (yay! 10 days away from Wisconsin!), and I’ve already started my list of things to buy. But I just love grabbing that plastic red cart and checking out the dollar items, the clothes, sunglasses, purses, shoes, lotion, detergent, cleaning supplies, trail mix, cereal, pet supplies, nail polish, q-tips, everything! Who knew it was so much fun to spend an hour or two wandering a store? Me. That’s who.