There are not many causes I am good at devoting myself to. I am just too darn lazy. I try not to eat meat and a hamburger beckons. I want to eat only organic, but I don't want to have to hike it to the farmer's market. I want to support independent bookstores, but Amazon is so cheap and easy. I know that I am selling my future soul and those of my children and it grates on me. But there was one area I was very proud of, and that was that I had NEVER spent even one of my hard earned dollars at Walmart. I HATE Walmart. There. I said it. No lightning yet, although I do think I hear the scampering feet of lawyers coming over to take all my worldly goods away for defamation of character or the likes.Notice that I wrote 'HAD never'. I think you know where this is going. A few weeks ago I went to an amazing workshop near Dallas called The Lab. I guess I was so excited at the prospect of getting away from the house for a few days that I didn't realize until the next morning that I had forgotten to pack my breast pump. But I figured it would not be that bad. I was only nursing a few times a day. How bad could it be? Well, let me tell you. BAD. By the end of the first day, I approached the only person who lived in town, the FABULOUS Amy and asked if she happened to still have a pump, even though her girls are much older. She did not and made some calls on my behlaf and nada. So that night when everyone was just sitting down to dinner, Amy whisked me off to Walmart (the ONLY store in town that would carry such merchandise that was open that late) and I procured a hand pump. Now let me tell you that this was not done light heartedly. I was in agony. I kept looking around at the pedestrian traffic on the sidewalks looking for a baby to grab and stick to my breast and BEG IT TO NURSE. Ultimately, I decided that it would be better to patronize Walmart (aka the store that is single handedly destroying the American way of life) than to end up in jail on god only knows what the charge would be for abducting a baby and forcing it to nourish itself at your breast. So now the one unblemished record I held is soiled. Shit. I am a very bad activist.