The Missus and I went out this morning to do some shopping. In my list was some other small things that could be found at Home Depot and beeswax for bullet lubrication. I could only think of Michael's (arts & craft store) to find the beeswax so we headed there. The wife wanders off checking the Christmas stuff while I go to the candle making area where i find myself pondering why a 10 pond block of white wax (it did not say it in the packaging but it was paraffin) is $8 while one pound of actual beeswax was $17. I guess an employee thought I might be confused so he approached me and asked me if I could help and I asked him to confirm if the big block was indeed paraffin. He said it was and he asked me what I wanted to do: vertical candles, candles in a container, scented. before I could engage my brain, my mouth shoots: "Bullet lubrication."
I thought the expression "eyes as wide as saucers" was one of those exaggerated cliches... not anymore. The guy said "Is there anything else I can help you with and before I could answer, he was gone. So I finally decide to stay with the beeswax and stroll around the store to find the wife who was talking to another employee about them round decorations that you hang at the door. I announced I was ready to go and the employee told my wife they had a sale on Styrofoam for crafts to which, again my mouth shoots out of control "Styrofoam? Home made napalm!" immediately followed by a deep female elbow in my gut.
We paid and left. Mrs. Miggy tells me I am nuts for saying crap like that and then I told her about the incident with the beeswax.
She is going out shopping without me tomorrow. I was also told to do the remaining of my shopping online.