The Leen

I’ll keep this short tonight; like Annie mentioned today, I’m finding NaBloPoMo a little more difficult than I anticipated. I don’t seem to be able to find much to say, although I hope I can find some time to do some more in-depth writing soon.

Anyway, Elanor and I went to the grocery store today. Now, before I go any further, let me tell you t hat San Francisco has very few grocery stores other than Safeway. And I really dislike Safeway. They never have the brands (organic/natural) I want, their produce is expensive and not very good, and the one near our house is tiny and unorganized and always has the longest. lines. ever.

So if I’m going to avoid Safeway, my options are limited. There are a couple of Trader Joe’s, a Whole Foods, an awesome co-op, and the FoodsCo, a sort of discount grocery store. You know, the kind of store where it’s always packed with a very, um, interesting array of people, and where you bag your groceries yourself.

Well, Elanor and I went to FoodsCo to get staple things: beans, canned tomaotes, flour, pasta, etc. It’s great for those sorts of items — I can get a bag of pasta for a quarter — but that is about all I get there. They have some truly weird stuff in that store, lots of overly-processed foods that we just don’t eat, and a ton of off-brand beauty products and cleaners, which we don’t use. But I can’t beat paying $35 for enough canned beans, pasta, and flour to last a couple of weeks, so I put up with its eccentricities.

Today, we were in line to check out, and I was loading our groceries on the conveyor belt when I saw that the people in front of me had a very uniquely-named bottle of shampoo among their items. Being the good blogger I am, I totally obviously surreptitiously snapped a cell phone picture.

Ummm….really? Really? REALLY?!?!?!? You see what that says, right?

Placenta?!?!?

I mean, I belong to some crunchy circles and all, with some, erm, not mainstream ideas about what to do with the placenta, but shampoo? Surely, I told myself, it must just be in another language where it means something different.

But then, I asked Google, and I found that it actually does mean that kind of placenta.

Wow. Just…wow. That’s all I’ve got left to say here. Wow. I guess I learned something new today. (Don’t worry; I’ll be sticking with my non-placenta beauty products in the future.)