Wednesdays are long. Tonight, when we got home, everyone except Grammy Jane was grumpy with everyone else. I took Peyton with me to fill my car with gas thinking a little separation of sisters might do us all good. And in the car she says this....
"Mom we should pick up a few groceries while we're at Fred Meyer."
"You think? What did you have in mind?"
"Um....Cheez-its and bee-ah (beer)"
I'll give you one guess. Who do you think does the bulk of the grocery shopping in this family? Hint: It's not me.
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Two requests.
1. I would like Shane to go grocery shopping for me.
2. Since Grammy Jane isn't grumpy with anyone, can you send her to my house?
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