So Anyway

I was just reading a post on Blogging Baby about birth control, and it reminded me of a story.

I was in Target and working my list. I had one kid strapped to me in the Bjorn, and the other one strapped in the cart which was loaded down with diapers and sippy cups. I was about two months postpartum. We were standing next to the kid paraphernalia and a nice Target man asked if he could help me.

"Only if you can tell me what I wrote on my list," I said, staring at in confusion.

So he looked at my list. We both looked at it. What did it say? Cotton? There was a C, and some tall letter in the middle and some squiggling in between. Why couldn't I write more clearly?

Then, suddenly, I knew what it said.

It said "Condoms."

"OH!" I said. "I got it. OK. Thanks for your help." And I scurried off without making eye-contact, my usually pale skin a new very deep shade of red.