Wait, I've been found. Whoops! Lost myself there. Ever lose yourself in whatever it is you're doing?
You may have seen me, jamming to whatever Jefferson Airplane or other evergreen Top 40 hit playing on the store's intercom. I'm the woman in the next aisle that has forgotten I'm not at home. Sure I'm looking for peanut butter. I'm also shakin' my booty until I almost mow you down with said booty after I get carried away shakin' my groove thing around the corner.
Instantly I'm embarrassed, you're amused and I slink away to another aisle quietly until "Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go" comes on...
'Fess up - where do you lose yourself?
Going green and blogging it in Columbus, Ohio, home of the Buckeyes.
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