The state of emergency has been lifted. We were able to get around. Carly made a pilgrimage to the temple of all cheap things retail, Wal*mart. I'm not usually a fan of Wal*mart, but in this case I can make an exception. Where else will you find a purveyor of fine toilet paper at such rock bottom prices?
It was nice to see the stash she picked up. I would have hugged it, but you can't squeeze the Charmin. So, instead, I did what any other person would do-- if they were me. I made a picture.
I could add a bit more pizazz, spark, or perhaps you call it wow factor. It would be so easy. I could remove all the rolls from their wraps and stack em in a different way for the picture. However, my wife explained how angry that might make her. Some pictures are worth incurring bodily harm to make, but a picture of toilet paper is not one of them.