I Am Thankful For My Friend "T" And Our Trips To Costco

I know this may not seem like a big deal to some, but TRUST me... when you live in a large city where stores are generally small, crowded, and overpriced, a trip to a large discount warehouse like Costco is like a trip to Mecca.

It's a religious experience complete with miracles, false idols, communion (ok samples), and happy travelers from far off places who occasionally break into spontaneous singing and dancing in the aisles.

But in order to get to Mecca Costco you need a car and an offering, secret handshake membership card. T has both. And she's picking me up in an hour. :)