Back to Square One

Picked up Ivana today for some afternoon delightful shopping at Square One. I did not have my mind set on buying anything in particular, but of course I was able to find something once I got there. Our shopping excursion began wonderfully but quickly deteriorated with a serious of unfortunate events - most for Ivana.

a) We indulged in trying on frangrances at Sephora. Alone we smelled lovely - together we smelled like a couple of prostitots on our way to an all ages club.

b) I wouldn't let Ivana go into Marla's (some non descript dress shop - one of those shops that pops up in Square Once and is gone the next time you visit the mall I'm sure)...

Ivana: Marlas! Marlas! Caitie Maaaaarrrrrlaaaaas!"

Me: "watch out for that balloon!" (I might have just said this in my head by I definitely wanted to tell her to be wary of the fast approaching balloon attached to a child's stroller being led by an inattentive father.)

Balloon grazes Ivana's shoulder - Ivana errupts in an expletives-filled tirade ... no one takes notice.

c) I convince Ivana that Ray Bans are sold at Sunglass Hut - I then leave the store wordlessly when I realize that they are indeed not sold there.

d) Just before leaving we go down a long dingy hallway to get to the mall restrooms - Ivana spots another father with a child in a stroller - this time there are 4 balloons - we scurry past anxiously.

e) Ivana is shoved into cleaning paraphanelia (inlcuding mop and bucket) by and older lady clearly in a rush as she tries to exit the bathroom - I hurry ahead laughing shrilly...

f) Ivana demands a Tim Horton's Ice Cap, and feeling sorry for her I willingly oblige - we putter around Mississauga clueless as to the location of a Tim Hortons.

Ivana: "It's Canada - there is one on every corner!"

We prove that optimistic statement wrong. When we finally DO find a Timmies there is no drive-thru. When we've parked and made our way past the door with no handle into the shop a lady behind the counter operates the ice cap machine to a splutter and says "No More Ice Cap." to the girl who is about to take our order ...

g) I finally pull into the Superstore parking lot and we head into the small Tim Horton's contained within the store - they are out of chocolate milk for the Ice Cap - Ivana is visibly upset ... We still get Ice Caps - how could we not after all that trouble?