My Weight Training Program

I bought groceries yesterday (ignore the totally incorrect date stamp on this photo!  I'm not sure how it got that way!).  Back in my U.S. life, I went to an athletic club to lift weights and run.  Now I carry groceries for a 10 minute walk and balance myself on slippery sidewalks.  Sand and salt aren't used here.  I often talk to the Father about keeping my footsteps firm as I walk to and from the grocery store or market. 

So, these were my many purchases on Saturday morning at the market.  Most items were purchased at individual vendors, much like a farmer's market (but inside). 

My fulfilled grocery list all fit into my large back pack.  The bags in the midle are: 1 kilo of potatoes, 1/2 kilo of chocolate caramels for our Thanksgiving party on Sunday evening, and 200 grams of prunes and dates (she mixed them...to save a bag!).  The square packages in the pack are napkins.  And the far right, back cans are corn...another Thanksgiving party staple!

I stopped at a little store on the way home since I hadn't found baking powder at the market.  I was hoping it would be at the little store (there's a thousand...no a million..."ma and pa" stores in UB, some of which are smaller than a normal bedroom)!  I squatted down to look at a bottom shelf and fell over backwards because I wasn't ready to be thrown off balance by my heavy load.  I burst out with a guffaw.  I was hoping nobody noticed.  I'm sure they did!  Sometimes I just can't help but crack myself up, thinking how I must look like a crazy American!