not creepy...or was it?

while waiting in line to get a picture copied for my sunbeams

on Sunday, Blake and I were approached by 

a lady in our ward. the conversation went

like this:

"did you guys find a ripe pineapple?"

{blake and i had been looking for a pineapple

saturday night}

"uh...yes, we think we did"

{sounding a bit confused}

"i watched you guys for a while. while you were picking one out. it was so cute. you would pick one up, 

smell it, and hand it to the other"

{this would have been fine and "un-creepy" had she said "hi" to us in the store--she did not}

she continued:

"oh i love new married couples"

i did not know that picking out pineapple was something "cute" to do with your new spouse--but 

apparently it is.

NOTE: don't creepily watch people pick out pineapple...and then tell them the next day that you were watching them. stop being a creep or stop watch people pick out pineapple.

dear creepers

to the creepers of the world-
STOP CREEPING.

i want to go outside, on walk,
by myself.

and i can't.
because of you.

so please, stop your creeping.


{that is all}