I do the grocery shopping 'round these here parts.
I wrangle the produce and I corall the frozen foods.
Who am I kidding. I grocery shop every other Sunday and I prepare for each trip weeks in advance. You see, I'm pretty proud to admit that my grocery budget is well under control. $75 on average every other week. I have to admit, this is usually supplemented by a monthly trip to Costco that runs in the $100 range.
I brave the grocery store, Big Mike does the Costco trip. This is how it's been for a while now, and to be honest, it's working pretty well for us. He can go to Costco during the weekdays when fewer people are there and I head to the grocery store early on Sunday mornings while they're still low-key.
I have also become the coupon queen. Costco's coupons. LA Times coupons. Coupon websites. Coupons that print out in the store after you've paid for your items. Entertainment Book coupons. I get them all, and I usually use most of them.
Throughout our entire relationship, I've made a very conscious effort not to nag Big Mike. I don't tell him what to eat (unless I cooked it, then he'd better eat it!). I don't tell him when to clean. I don't tell him what to do. Until now...
Now he says, "I'm going to Costco today. Make me a list."
"A list?" I ask.
"Yes, a list. Otherwise I won't know what to get."
Then my head spins and I think, "I can't make him a list!?! That would make me the nagging girlfriend! No one wants a nagging girlfriend!" So I didn't make a list.
Then I started making lists on the fridge for myself when I am gettig ready to go to the grocery store, and Big Mike said again, "Make me a list."
So I huffed and I puffed and I made him a list and handed him all of the coupons that I had dilligently collected. He came home with a treasure chest full of Costco goodies!
Nestle chocolate chips. Prego spaghetti sauce. Eucerine body lotion. And these...
Big, huge, happy sunflowers! I really am convinced that lists are not a bad thing, because if he was really upset about me making him a list, would he have bought me flowers? I don't think so.
I have to go now, I have a few pounds of Nestle chocolate chips that are begging to be eaten or turned into something fattening.