Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

It's a beautiful day and we walked this morning, noticing the dogwood and wisteria everywhere.  Then I went searching for some Easter treats for my grandchildren - the nonedible kind.  I ended up successful, I think.  I rushed to the post office to mail the gift to my granddaughter.  The other two I can just give.  So what happens when I go into Michaels, well, it's like being sucked in my a taffy machine.  Yes, first I found little blue pails for the boys, and stickers, and a car each, and a spa kit for the granddaughter, but then, did I go to the counter quickly, pay and exit?  No way.  I found yarn, for what I have no idea, and a kit to make a knit cap for a child that will have a dragon on top (for the yet to be born baby boy).  Then I wandered in the crafts section, looked at wrap paper and bought paper gift bags, perused the ribbon but resisted, then found stuffed animals that I likewise forced myself not to buy.  I was getting hungry, and that motivated me to move on out the door, but only to go to Target, where I bought some DVDs, organic ketchup and two button down shirts for the older grandson, who has just learned to button by himself.  I added a toddler bed sheet and blanket and comforter, and I was set, except for the lipstick I bought, two actually.  Then I read my mystery while I ate at Panera, and headed home.  With roughly ten times the stuff I'd intended to buy.  I am NOT trustable.