Things have taken a dark and ominous turn here, and there is a palpable chill in the air. We feared this day would come, despite our best efforts. Accommodations for weight and space were made and the math was impeccable. We planned to return to the US in four months, in April, and allocations were made beforehand in anticipation.
But then came the corona virus and April became May, May became June, and now June has become July. Last night it all came home to roost. There was a baleful cry from the kitchen, “OH NO!”
I feared the worst but I knew, and when I entered the kitchen my worst fears were confirmed.
She stood there, Beloved Wife, a pathetic sight; a look of despair and, I am certain, tears in her eyes, holding aloft a single, lonely Black Beauty, she was barely able to say the words.
“IT’S THE LAST ONE!”
Indeed it was; the last of the kick-butt ‘murican Hefty trash bags. We are now left to an uncertain future, uncertain when we can return to the US, and doomed to live that time with nothing but French garbage bags.
Film at 11.
France Isn't Paris 
Oh no!!!!! How dreadful!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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If you only knew, Cuz. If you only knew….
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Doesn’t Amazon deliver over there? 😳. What, no Walmart’s? Oh, well, uncork a bottle of your favorite bottle of that wonderful, earthy French wine. Depending on your taste (or mood, or a combo thereof), might I suggest either a Cos d’Estournel St. Estepphe or a Louis Jadot Pouilly Fuisse? Worry about it manana (don’t know how to say it in France)! Stay well.
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Le Walmart? Non. And as for Amazon, that’s one’s first thought. But then you roll it over in your mind and when you say it out loud, the idea of paying international shipping on 8 to 10 pounds of trash bags, waiting breathlessly for it to clear customs and arrive here in the hinterlands makes less and less sense.
Your other suggestion…just drink…is better. Although three months of confinement with a daily regiment of eat, drink, sleep has played havoc on what was not exactly a girlish figure to begin with.
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Maybe early Christmas /July 4/Bastille Day, etc. presents from stateside offspring?
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I hear French Customs has closed the borders to Americans and their trash bags for the foreseeable future.
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Can I shop you some?
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Just send money. We’ll work it out at this end.
Small denominations, unmarked is good.
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It’s time.
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I know.
Home is where the Heftys are.
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Pretty damn funny
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I tried telling that to Karen.
It didn’t end well.
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