Mr. Ritter and I have a slight obsession with Meijer. We seem to go there for the most insignificant things or for specific things, which then turn into major shopping trips. We can't help ourselves. This weekend, I spotted these adorable owl towels:
After I finished "aaawww-ing" over them, I hung them back on their rack and started to walk away. Mr. Ritter promptly grabbed them and tossed them in the cart. I gave him a funny look and he said, "What? We need more fall decorations." I smiled. I love him. And this is the random stuff I'm talking about that we buy at Meijer that make our trips unpredictably more expensive. At home, Mr. Ritter said that whenever we use the owl towels to dry our hands or dishes, we have to make hooting noises. It's pretty funny.