Grape Lights: The Beginning

 

            July is not the ideal time of year to buy Christmas lights. As it turns out, Wal-Mart doesn’t stock such items year-round. No employee had the answers help me on my quest. After all, July is a strange time to be asking for Christmas lights. I wasn’t interested in bargain shopping; I’m actually quite the impulsive shopper, which consequently, is how I ended up with the grape lights.

I found my gold in the Garden Supplies section. There were red grape lights and white grape lights. It was a difficult choice but I went with the latter. I stand by it as my best impulse buy ever. No shame.

Blogging was an impulse thing, too. I’ve found that randomly rambling out my inner monologue in the form of text can be rather healing. I’m not sure what to expect here. I’m sure a lovely conglomerate of ideas, conflictions, and stories will most likely unfold.

In the meantime, I leave you with this:

Alainna’s Random Question;

If you were a soup, what kind of soup would you be?