Snakes on a Plane in Walmart

This afternoon I stopped by Walmart to grab a few items on my way home. As I walked through the front door of the store, I abruptly stopped to stare. Usually I just ignore everyone around me, so I can get in and get out ASAP! But as I walked in, there were two men.....with SNAKES! YUCK! I can't stand snakes....they seriously creep me out. But yet, I couldn't help but stare at them. One man (the bigger and creepier of the two) had a HUGE snake wrapped around his shoulders and neck. It was seriously probably around 6 feet long. The other man had a smaller snake wrapped around each arm. These two 'men' were probably in their early 20's, and were accompanied by an older woman (it looked like the mom).

As we walked in, the girls kept asking (in a very loud voice) why those boys had snakes in the store. Then, out of no-where, some security guards escorted these men outside. I didn't hear the conversation, but I'm assuming that snakes aren't allowed into Walmart. There were seriously probably 20 people staring at the spectacle.

So, I just went on my merry way shopping. I picked up a few items, including a gallon of milk (since I was completely out at home), and some treats for the kids (I totally bribe my children.....if they are good at the store, they get a treat). I proceed to checkout, and then walk out the doors.

As soon as I walk out the doors, creepy snake men are standing right there.....staring at me and my children, and stroking their snakes. ACK! The girls, yet again, ask very loudly why they have snakes. Drew see's them, and absolutely freaks out. He tries to jump out of the cart and into my arms, crying the whole time. I speed past them as fast as I can and race to my car. Drew is still freaked out and crying. So, I hurry and rush the girls into the car. I walk around to the other side with Drew on my hip, only to see snake men coming my way (I guess momma was done shopping). Drew screams even louder at the sight. I hurry and buckle him in, only to look over and see that snake men are parked only two cars over from me, and still staring. I am totally creeped out by now, not only by the snakes, but by the staring and Drew's screams as well. I give Drew some snacks to cheer him up, run to the other side, give the girls their treats, and get in my car as fast as possible. I pull out of the parking lot, whip out my phone, and call Jeremy to tell him about the whole adventure (yes, I was driving and talking.....I know I'm a bad girl).

I drive on my merry little way home, and I'm about half way there when I realize that I didn't get anything out of my cart. I was so freaked out about the snake slithering over and eating my children up that I totally spaced out my purchases. I left everything, except the candy of course, in the cart next to my car. So, I turned around and head back only to find that my bags are long gone.

So, Jeremy will be stopping by Walmart on his way home today to buy a gallon of milk.

Is it bad that I feel worse about forgetting $20 worth of stuff in the Walmart parking lot than I do about spending way too much money on new furniture this weekend?