I decompressed from my therapy session by strolling the lovely fluorescent aisles of the newly renovated Targae (actually, it's called Target). I have to say, this is a cool store. You can drink a frapuccino (not that I'm drinking coffee...at least, not yet Mr. Urologist) AND buy eye-liner (actually, I spent $40 on make-up, but that's a different blog) AND a strainer for your weird teas made out of flowers that will "cool" your kidneys (and when I say you, I mean me). For a moment, I almost got lost, but then a nice man wearing a red shirt found me in a forest of indoor plants and took me back to civiliazation. It's that freaking big! I really could go nuts among the kitchen supplies and I won't even go near the bath section because before I know it I'll walk out with seven different sizes of lotion dispensers. Anyway, I went to buy a few things and I ended spending over an hour examing the fabulous items available at affordable prices for all Americans to consume. It was quite a pleasant evening.

Just for today, I can enjoy Target.