Trader Joe's: The Trilogy

Sometimes I just feel like somebody upstairs must be messing with me. I'm standing in line at Trader Joe's because yes, I spent a lot of money on things like shoes and working out so yes, I needed to save money and shop at Trader Joe's. It's called budgeting kids. It used to be my job.

But first... the shoes...

Ok so now that we've had that moment... back to TJ's. I'm waiting in line AND THERE'S ANOTHER FIGHT. I just was beside myself. Three older women yelling at each other for the same reason as the last time... someone was not moving fast enough in the line. TJ's is starting to become the new age Fight Club. 

Anyway anyway. Remember when this blog used to be about beers and bros? I need to get back to that. It's just my friend and I have a theory that the bros left the island for the summer but they'll be back for "hibernating" season. Their term. Not mine. I do think, in general, all the bros moved to Brooklyn. All the bros with their short pants, sock game, and boat shoes on point. < that right there is not a grammatically correct sentence and I'm not even going to correct it. REBEL WITHOUT A CAUSE.

I'll be back soon with more bro related blogs. I mean I AMMMM going to Chicago soon and who doesn't just absolutely loove a midwesty bro?!