Cowboy Up...or Not

I really don't know what "Cowboy Up" means, but I thought it fit the title of this blog. I apologize if it has some lewd connotation to it.

Yesterday I was meeting with one of the foster kids that I work with. Her birthday is coming up next week and she loves Shania Twain. Not sure why but to each her own. So I decided to look on Meijer.com to see if I could find some cool Shania collectible thing to get her. Turns out Meijer doesn't carry a lot of Shania stuff. In fact, only one thing showed up. Her newest CD. At first I was greatly disappointed, but this lasted barely a second before I realized that I was actually glad that Meijer doesn't have a boat load of Shania stuff. Country music isn't really my thing and I'm not sure I could be quite as avid a Meijer shopper if they catered to the Twain crowd.
I then ventured to the competitors website, where I came up with 17 Shania items, including three different perfumes. Not sure I really want my wife, or anyone for that matter, smelling like a country music star.
Great job Meijer. Clearly the "Higher Standards" slogan rings true.