Bullseye.

I need to buy stock in Gerber and Pampers (or their parent companies) because the amount of money that they get from me is astounding. Target should be added to the list as well since that is where I am buying the products. I am such a Target-whore.

A few weeks back there was a scare at brown-eyed babe's 12-month check up. She had dropped in her growth percentiles. She had even lost weight! When I walked out of the pediatrician's office I felt like I had "World's Worst Mother" stamped on my forehead. I felt horrible. The doctor recommended PediaSure replacing two bottles/cups of milk a day. PediaSure?! That crap is expensive!!! So (suprise-surprise) I got her the Target brand and it has worked just as well. Her weight is back up and my faith in Target has been renewed and validated yet again.

Too bad I can't meet my next boyfriend at Target. I am getting desperate. Well, not really. But I do want a boyfriend again. I miss having a companion. I'm becoming so delusional that I am having daydreams about reuniting with blue-eyed boy. Not that this well ever happen, even he miraculously became the man that I was wanting for him to be, because he is still with Her. (I am bitter about Her and I will continue to be bitter about Her just because I can). Therefore, I am longing for a new male friend. I want that closeness. I like the guy smell. There is something so substantial about a guy. Even a guy with a slim build still has a sturdiness to him. I want sturdy. However, there are no prospects which is why I am fantasizing about white picket fences with blue-eyed boy.

Too bad Target doesn't sell boyfriends. I bet their profit margin would go through the roof.