First of all, the above look is what I saw when I told Jon that I did not buy coffee. Luckily I'm a liar! He was able to relax again after he got some brewing.
Today I beat the holiday crowds and got the groceries for the week ahead. This would be the first time that I was shopping for my family of 8 PLUS a major holiday feast PLUS company staying with us for a few days. Man is that an ordeal, especially because my goal is to not step foot anywhere near a store again until the craziness of Thanksgiving and Black Friday and the weekend following Black Friday have passed.
I was about to buy a bag of apples, but then I realized that my kids would surely eat the entire bag of apples before our company got anywhere near our house. Two big bags it was. I was buying what looked like a big package of corn on the cob. Then I counted the ears. It was enough for our horde but our visitors would go hungry. Again, two bags it was. Cereal, ditto. Pretzels, the same. I don't know why I found it all so shocking. When your base number is 8, the numbers get big pretty quickly. I'm now one of those people who has to get a second cart at the check-out stand to put all the bagged groceries because the cart I'm unloading is still too full to fit the bags. At least I got to shop solo, so I wasn't carting a triple stroller along with the two carts! That might have been a bit embarrassing.
It was an ordeal, but I was successful. I only noticed one item that I forgot to add to my list (so far). I've also already botched a recipe, so I really should go back to the store to replace the ruined ingredients. I'm pretty sure that this is the point where I send my dear ole hubby to pick up "just one thing" for me because he may not realize what the inside of a store looks like during this time of year. Plus, he has experience in a mosh pit, so he'll probably fare better than I would.
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