Oh Boy, OBERTO!
June 12th, 2009

My sweet daughter Paige is currently on a 5 day backpacking/camp trip with 15 other classmates and 3 adults. Mind you, this is not a normal “car camping” trip. This is a “carry everything you need to survive on your back for 5 DAYS” camping trip. I am just dying to hear all about how it went and curious too see what condition she is in after all of this. One thing that I know for sure … she is going to stink to high heaven when she gets home.
Anyway, one of the reasons that we were so busy last weekend was because Paige and I were doing some last minute shopping for her big trip. I should have known better than to do these types of errands on the weekend, but alas, I definitely paid for my procrastination.
Here are a few things I learned when shopping on Saturday – take heed:
- Going to COSTCO on a Saturday is my version of hell.
- There is no such thing as a 30 minute trip to the mall. It takes 30 minutes to park and get inside the mall.
- Gilly Hicks is the worst store ever created. I almost strangled the girl that said, “Welcome to the Gilly Hicks the sassy young sister of Abercombie and Fitch!” DIE GILLY, DIE.
- Being with your daughter while she tries on bikinis is not for the faint of heart.
- Panda Express is should not have “gourmet Chinese food” as a tag line. Panda Express should not even be called Chinese food at all.
- Eating Red Mango frozen yogurt makes most things tolerable. Small pomegranate with honey – a mere 150 calories and completely delicious.
Because we were disoriented by going to the mall and Target and Costco all in one day, we decided to go to the Oh Boy! Oberto! Factory Outlet to get Paige some beef jerky (instead of the grocery store like normal people). After going to Gilly Hicks, driving 5 miles out of my way across town to get a bag of beef jerky seemed like the most reasonable thing in the whole world. Who doesn’t want to HAVE FUN????

Most cities have attractions like the Liberty Bell, Smithsonian, Times Square, Washington Monument … Seattle has the Space Needle and a jerky outlet.

Clearly, we are not the only ones who think that going to the factory outlet store for jerky is amusing. I should have asked for one of those hats!

And behold the WALL OF DRIED BEEF:

Oh I love my daughter. When I look at this picture I am thinking that she probably shouldn’t have gotten the spicy jerky, given that she has to go dig a hole and poop in the woods on her trip.
Let us now bow our heads in prayer for her and hope that she rations her tissue well.
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