My Valentine's Day Score

So apparently the retail world's most romantic day of the year occured last week.
Yep, I've been told it was Valentine's Day on Thursday. Neither #1Hubby or I got the memo / imbibed via osmosis all the pink and red love hearty crap that has been plastered over every conceivable shopping centre surface for the past few weeks.
While I may play the cynic, of  course I would gush about the long stemmed roses, flaunt the sparkly jewellery, and talk up the bow-legged walk the morning after being whisked away to a hotel suite for a romantic night's lovin'.
But since that shit doesn't happen, AKA I have kids and a mortgage, I get to be all cynical and ingidnant about the consumerism that is Valentine's Day.  That's not to say I totally missed out.
I did score an awesome selfie gift.
After dropping The Feral Threesome at school, I made a mad dash for the shops to do a big fruit and veg re-stock.  I had very little time, as I was expecting a call from one of my BlogHer sponsors...lest I sound unprofessional asking them to hold while I stuffed another discout capsicum in my trolley. So I was mad-woman-walking (you know where you are half trotting, and twitching a little bit, and throwing your head to the side occasionally in order to get the hair out of your face?  Yeah, that), and suddenly it happened.
I spotted the most beautiful thing, right inside the shopping center entrance. It was sparkly.
It was shiny.
It was silver, with a little bit of white, and a hint of emerald. My heart rate sky rocketed, such was the effect this shiny beauty had on me.
I simply had to have it.
It was love at first sight!  I grabbed it and ran, before anyone could stop me or try and claim it as their own. I ran and didn't look back. And it was a damn smooth run, as I dodged other shoppers and simultaneously marvelled at my beautiful score.
Feast your eyes on my Valentine:
A brand spanking new trolley. No sideways lean. No clunky wheel that makes you feel like you're going over a speed bump with every rotation. No loose rattling kiddy seat. Not a single dent, scratch or scrape.
Totally blinging and shiny. Sigh....happy Valentine's Day to me.