Rain, rain, go away

As many of you know (or maybe you don't -- who is even reading this thing anyways??)...sorry, I digress. As many of you know, I have a serious red cart romance with a happy little place called Target. I mean really though, who doesn't share in this romance with me?? Going to Target with a baby is a COM-PLETE-LY different experience than what I am used to. Let's start from the beginning...In the beginning, God created the...oh no, let's not go that far back...let's go back to Tuesday. I really wanted to go to Target on Tuesday to stock up on necessities like mascara and Happy Cola (oh yeah, groceries too). It rained and rained and rained on Tuesday and Wednesday. In my previous life, the rain would have never stood between me and my beloved Target. In my new baby life, the rain stands between me and just about everything. At some point yesterday afternoon though, the rain let up, the sun came out, and all was right with the world. So I packed it up and off we went to Target (first, I checked the hourly forecast via weather.com and they assured me there would be no more rain until around 10:00pm. You lie weather.com, you lie). The second I pulled into the parking spot, it started to sprinkle. Ugh, whyyyyyy?!?!? I was prepared though, I had brought an umbrella. Big whoop. When the rain is blowing in from the side, the umbrella doesn't offer much. I opted to use the Ergo instead of the carseat, thinking that I could shield Caroline from the rain better if I was wearing her. We made it in and were ready to roll. First stop, PJ's. Caroline has finally outgrown her newborn PJ's and is ready to move up a size. As I was browsing the PJ selection, I began to notice that she was getting very squirmy. Then in a moment of pure insanity I thought to myself, "Self, maybe I should just run back out and switch her into the carseat where she can stretch out a little more while I finish shopping." I ditched the PJ's (I would later go back and get them) and headed back out to the car. Just as I was about to open the door, the sky opened up and the rains came down. We were both getting soaked. I am usually pretty agile with the Ergo but to an outsider looking at me trying to get it unhooked in all my rain-stricken panic, I must have looked like a lunatic. Once I got her out and in the carseat, she was happy as a clam -- a wet clam -- but a happy clam. Then BACK in the store we went. In my previous life, I always had my list, pen, and calculator ready to go. In my baby life, I am struggling to just FIND the list and remember what aisle each item is on. I must have looked like pacman the way I was zig zagging around and going back to aisles I had already been on 3 times. I had just about gotten everything, when Jason called to say he was on his way to meet up with us because there was a tornado in the area. Grrrreat. Then just as I hung up the phone, they announced on the intercom that a tornado warning had been issued for the area and that everyone had to move to the back of the store until given the all clear. They closed all the check-out lanes and we waited. Jason got there a few minutes later and took Caroline out of her carseat (she had been a pretty good sport up until this point but she was starting to get tired of the view from the carseat). He walked around with her for a while and I finished getting a few things. At this point I had no idea how long this was going to last so naturally I opened up a box of Goldfish from the $1 spot aisle and started snacking. If you have to be stranded somewhere during a tornado, the $1 spot aisle just about has you covered. A few minutes later they announced that we could check out and leave. As I would later find out, there was a tornado in the area but thankfully it wasn't TOO close to us. The end.