Pushing the cart through Walmart last Friday night, hearing the song “Hot Hot Hot” playing throughout the store, I was transported back to the deck of a cruise ship. My husband and I went on four voyages with friends in our twenties and thirties and the disparity of where I was now and twenty years ago made me feel nostalgic. A cruise is no longer my first choice for vacation but I loved those trips and am so grateful to have them to look back on. Grocery shopping is never my first choice or even in the top one hundred but I’m always thankful for it too . . . thankful when it’s done. 
From luxury ocean liner and conga lines to shopping carts and check-out lines, Friday nights could not be more different. But life can’t be all midnight buffets and exotic ports of call. Sometimes you need plastic hangers and toilet paper. In bulk.
