For everything else, there’s Walgreen’s.

A while back, when I was reconnecting with a few of my old girlfriends at a book club meeting, I overhear one of them say, “I used to be a ‘Nordstrom woman’. Now, I’m proud to say I’m a ‘Kohl’s girl.'”

You get her meaning immediately, I expect. The comment makes me laugh at the time. “I hear you,” I say. “I’m a ‘Tar-jay girl,’ as well.” And there’s no shame in this.

Overhearing my husband talking on the phone to his Dad, discussing what’s on sale at Walgreen’s does give me pause, though. That is, until now.

Another while back, Walgreen’s begins running these commercials that also make me laugh at the time. “I hear you,” I say. “You remind me of that fun television show, Pushing Daisies, all wildly wonderful and eccentric.” And there’s no shame in this, either.

Now, somewhere between Nordstrom and Kohl’s and the sound of Jim Dale‘s voice (he tells the story of Pushing Daises, and he tells the story of Harry Potter in the fabulous audio books) …

I’ve actually become a “Walgreen’s girl.” I sit here in my sneakers and stretchy pants and wonder if there’s shame in this now.

Or is it just a healthy desire for a bargain. Or …

…could it be that the “perfect” Walgreen’s spots are … effective?

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