So, I took the super husband grocery shopping last night. He hardly ever goes with me. I kind of have a system for grocery shopping. I take the aisles in a very specific order. Jason doesn’t know my order and he kept turning down stray aisles–“Hey!” he would say, “We need bread!” Through clenched teeth, I would say, “We don’t start at bread–I have a system.”
Then when we got to the checkout, it was really funny. I have a specific order that the groceries go on the counter. Liquids–like milk, orange juice, water; cans and jars; frozen foods; refrigerated foods, boxes of things, smushable things, hba and household stuff. Jason knows I have an order, but he kept putting things up on the checkout counter. So just to be obnoxious, I kept taking the things and putting them back in the cart. Fortunately, he has a sense of humor.
How did he get me back? This morning, he woke up before me, stood up on the bed and started jumping. The he opened all of the blinds in the house, including the ones in the bedroom. He really can’t open just one blind or just one window. Once he opens one, he has to open all of them. When I complained, he said, “I don’t want to hear it, little miss grocery cart!”
I just saw a guy on the today show who was just getting his Sallie Mae payment booklet in the mail. Poor guy. He’ll be paying those things back forever! Unless he’s like my sister and writes a sad letter about how she lives in the woods and gives back to society by turning troubled teenagers into productive members of society. She doesn’t have student loans from Sallie Mae anymore.
Have you seen the insurance commercial with the scientists reattaching the lucky rabbits’ feet? Ha–it makes me laugh every time. I love watching those little bunnies hopping around with their dyed feet…
It’s raining here. Storming, really. We’re supposed to take Jonas horseback riding tonight with the cub scouts.