Finally!

People who love Target as much as me! I am a Target addict. No, seriously. I'm there five times a week. Where else in this world can you get toilet paper, deoderant, AND cute shoes-that-last-two-years -- all in the same red cart? My entire outfit for church today was from Target. I used to be able to walk to Target, before moving to the Ranch, which is a tragic, ten-minute drive from the nearest Greatland. But I just thank my lucky stars that I live within 20 minutes of at least 8 different Targets. Skye has to organize her weekends around trips to the 'burbs to go Targeting up there in the big city. Anyway, this week I discovered the fabulous Slave to Target blog. All things Target by two crazy moms who apparently go there more often than I do. And they link to a word that's been needed for awhile...