I stopped at McDonald's before doing a grocery tonight, not because I eat at McD's often, but because it was close and on the way to Loblaws. I ordered what I usually order on my yearly visit there, a cheeseburger happy meal with Mac sauce.
The toy was a Littlest Petshop toy. I thought it was a kitten, but it was a pink girlie skunk, awww!
So, I get my meal in the little cardboard box, with the arches for handles, and I walk to my table holding my happy meal and I am happy. It feel even more happy when I realize that the little skunk is a bobblehead and I'm tapping the head so it bounces and I apply the little flowers to decorate my little toy.
Even though they forgot to add the Mac sauce, I was eating my happy meal and playing with my toy and enjoying myself, I felt silly and happy and giddy and in my skin. It didn't matter if others were looking at me, and it didn't matter if they even had a thought about this grown 40 something woman, alone, eating her happy meal and tapping on the little bobble head and beaming!
I felt 10 years old inside and it felt wonderful!
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