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[mamadeb]

So. We're running low on our Lush products. And they have a little store (a very little store) near where my husband works, and he likes the solid shampoos and the Freeze shower gel. So, even though it's the Nine Days and bathing for pleasure is not permitted, he went and got the stuff, using a list I'd

So, imagine this. My husband. 5'10". 300lbs. Big beard and ponytail. Large backpack. Walks into the little tiny store.

You know he got the saleswomen's attention. As opposed to the female customers (no, it's not right, but it is what happens.) And he hands them the little list I'd typed up for him. He's thinking, "Why should I go searching when they know where everything is." They're thinking, "Oh, how *cute* and helpless, and so sweet to do this for his wife." Even though he does have to tell them we want the big bottles, not the small ones. And he even gets a replacement cap for the one we broke.

But I *wish* I could have seen all that. It must have been adorable.

And he tells me he now smells like the store.

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[winemedineme.livejournal.com]

Hee. I wish I would have seen Mark go in, too. Hee.