Date night at the grocery store

Here’s our grocery list. Not so exciting. Yep, gotta buy deodorant.

Uh-oh, John’s distracted in the Halloween section. Ugh, that looks awful! But he thought it looked yummy-licious!

And here’s the ceramic Day-of-the-Dead pumpkins I saw a couple of weeks ago. That whole beautiful display is gone and there are only about 4 left, stuck between the cereal and the charcoal. They are almost sold out!

OMG, now I’m the one distracted in the Halloween section. Look at these dolls!!!! I HAVE to buy one. But which one?!?

Hey, hon, how are we doing on that list?

Maybe we should find some food to buy. I know, kale! Kale covers a lot of sins. Kale is the modern-day version of self-flogging. Kale makes up for a lot. I’ll buy two big bunches of kale (since I seem to be buying two of everything else), and then the universe will be in balance again.

Kale is the best! Particularly when you roast it in so much salt and oil that it’s basically potato chips except you get to feel good about yourself, rather than ending up with potato chip guilt.

So did I actually buy all that Halloween stuff? Yes, I bought all that stuff! It made it into the cart, right? Didn’t you learn that as a kid? Once you’ve managed to get it into the cart, you’re pretty much golden because it’s embarrassing to jettison stuff at the checkout.

But before heading home, we stopped at The Range to pick up dessert. We decided on take-out because it’s the last weekend of balloon fiesta and the restaurants are still clogged with tourists.

John got a slice of chocolate coconut cream pie, and I got a slice of apple green chile pie. Yes, apple green chile. No, it’s not just a funny name for apple pie. There really is green chile in the pie. No, it’s not a gimmick, it’s delicious. I honestly prefer it over plain apple pie. New Mexicans genuinely love green chile and it’s not just something the Chamber of Commerce makes up to amuse the tourists. It’s currently my favorite pie, even better than lemon meringue or hand-picked wild Oregon blackberries. Well, only maybe on that second one. Not sure. That’s a close one.

I didn’t take a picture of the pies, but here’s a cow. In a phone booth. It’s at the Range. I don’t know why. I guess because it’s the range, right? This would definitely be for tourist amusement. The green chile is for real. This cow is just…weirdness for when you are waiting for your pie. No, they don’t sell cow pies. I could suggest that to them.

No, the cow isn’t for sale either. I know you’re disappointed, and I don’t blame you.

Here are my new adorables. I wish I’d bought the witch too!

And the ceramic pumpkins.

They look a little funny because we didn’t have any candles, so we put headlamps inside them for the photo. Because John and I are outdoor geeks and our headlamps were already laying around right there in the living room. So much for soft candle-lit date night, right? LOL.

It’s a hot white light coming out of those pumpkins! Date night New Mexican style.