tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34623476.post1996380499656628901..comments2023-10-21T03:47:22.291-05:00Comments on Fry Moments: ShatteredUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34623476.post-74907983677618879322009-03-04T16:41:00.000-06:002009-03-04T16:41:00.000-06:00Oh boy. I should have warned you. I had the same...Oh boy. I should have warned you. I had the same thing happen, except that I had to pick up the bits stuck to carpet. Some of it had to use a scissor to cut the candy off the carpet. Sorry you had to deal with that.Juliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01237131795065754244noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34623476.post-243373469500523652009-03-04T14:23:00.000-06:002009-03-04T14:23:00.000-06:00I hate sticky socks or anything sticky on the floo...I hate sticky socks or anything sticky on the floor. Drives me crazy.<BR/><BR/>Michael refuses Buddy Bucks now... they always offer and he always says, "No, thank you." He also refuses balloons, but they don't offer those at our HEB anymore anyway. He figured out that Buddy Buck game is pretty pointless and I never want to loiter around to wait for him to play it anyway... so we just had this huge drift of Buddy Bucks in the backseat of the car that I made him throw out. It's nice that the HEB partners pay attention to and engage kids, I just wish there was something more useful than balloons, suckers and Buddy Bucks.<BR/><BR/>At my HEB on Monday night, I was neither surprised nor disappointed that it was a miserable experience since it always is during afterwork hours... however, there was a lady shopping there with a tiny child who screamed and wailed non-stop for at least 30 minutes. I don't understand that... if my kid was wailing like that, there would be nothing that would stop me from FIXING whatever the problem was!TitanKThttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10805861421713635384noreply@blogger.com