Several years ago, I purchased a car that quickly manifested itself as a lemon. It was horrible. Nevertheless, I have come to terms. It seems, though, that I have a problem with purchasing lemon-y items. From scrunchies to hair moisturizer, from *Blockbuster DVDs to food–I experience 95% of the lemon.
And now, it seems that the GPS I recently bought to save me from further unplanned trips down the Interstate? Is a lemon! A good friend informed me that it wasn’t a good brand. Unreal. Just unreal. Here’s to you, Massachusetts. Because I will likely end up there one day, in an attempt to visit the local grocery store.
In other news, the weekend promises to be both balmy and wintery. We’ve really reached a terrible point when the weather is diagnosed with bipolar disorder, haven’t we? Sad but true. Sandals on Saturday, coat/umbrella on Sunday. I love the Springtime.
(* Bye, bye, Blockbuster. I am now a happy member of Netflix. Woo hoo!)