Wednesday, October 6, 2010


On Saturday I was having a bad day. Bryce being busy all weekend gave me no break from the kids, and we were all grumpy. I decided to go to the grocery store at 9:30pm, which is something I never do. It was late. But there was just no way I wanted to take Molly, and we were out of milk, and at least Bryce was home with the kids at that point (even if they were sleeping). So there I was, and I decided to linger a bit, given that I finally had some alone time. I was perusing the ethnic food aisle, and look what caught my eye!

If you remember, last St. Patrick's Day, I was lamenting the total absence of all things Irish in the Far North. And now my local grocery store has MY TEA, the stuff I have to buy down south and bring back in huge boxes. That my mom has to send me on my birthday. This may not seem like a big deal, but it completely made my day.


  1. Hahaha.... I was just in Portland, my mom picked some of that up for your birthday- too funny. You may not get it now:)

  2. no, you'll still get it, just won't carry the impact. Glad you found it local!
    Need anything from the dublin shop?

  3. Haha! That's awesome. Nothing like shopping without the kids to open your eyes to new discoveries. Does this make good sweet tea? :)