I pretty much bankroll the whole 3M Empire

I have a severe addiction to Post-it Notes — I bet you I go through 10-15 sheets a day, scrawling reminders while I’m on the phone or attaching them to documents to outline who they are to be forwarded to. Pretty much daily I’ll write myself a reminder of what I need to do or pick up on the way home from work. I’ll jot something down, then attach it to my handbag inside my desk and when I get out to my van at 5 o’clock I usually stick it to the dashboard so I don’t forget to:

p/u Ashley
p/u milk
buy oranges
go to bank

…or any of the 7000 other things I try to cram into a typical day.

Today after work I stopped at Safeway to pick up some groceries for dinner. I noticed as I was walking through the aisles that people were stealing glances at my bag. It’s my favourite handbag, bought on one of our junkets to the outlet stores in the Les Etats-Unis.

I think I just said the The United States, but what can I do? This is the extent of my Federally mandated bilingual education…bonjour, merci, je suis, une, deux, trois…and that’s about it. I can also sing all of my verbs in French, but only really loud and screechy, just like my Junior High French teacher Ms. Karate taught me.

Anyways, I was thinking that people were admiring my beautiful Wilson’s Leather handbag when really they were staring at this:

Merde!!! I had left my shopping list attached to my bag.

In case you can’t read my chicken scratch it says: sausage bacon

Breakfast stuff…it’s what’s for dinner, baby.