Once a week or so I have to go to the grocery store. And I’m always grateful for the fact that I never have to do this chore by myself. Because Ben’s job is flexible and he loves buying groceries, I have literally never gone grocery shopping by myself since we’ve been together. It’s a little treat to me every time and we keep each other in check so no one leaves with a megapack of brown sugar and cinnamon Pop Tarts that will go uneaten over 6 months. My mother will laugh at this post because my daddy has never ever ever set foot in a grocery store. I doubt he knows where to find one.
But daddy did get an iPhone and a facebook a few days ago, so the grocery store might be next on the list of armageddon-type events that have been occurring.