A discussion I just had with BF:
BF: Hey, so what was the plan for dinner?
Me: [Swedish] Meatballs
Me: but I have no noodles :(
BF: that's serious
Me: don't I know it
BF: then we shall do Chinese?
Me: wow you'll do anything to get out of going to the store
I find myself hating the grocery store more and more lately. I mean once I am there, it's not bad. It's the going and more specifically, going by MYSELF thats asstastic.
Don't ask me why I NEED him there, cuz lord knows he irritates the shit out of me the whole time we are there: "OK done? Are we done? How about now? Done yet? Seriously, let's be done now. Cmon. How about Now?"
And yes, I do have to fight the urge to smack his face off when he does that. But it doesnt stop me from wanting him to be there. Most of the time, I do go by myself cuz he makes this HUGE issue about him accompanying me. He says its cuz he used to have to go with his Mom when he was a kid.
My response: " *blink* Were there like, evil trolls at the store you guys went to or what?"
Him: "Very funny. No, I just don't like it"
Hardly sufficient justification my friend.
The combination of being by myself, and the fact that I inevitably end up seeing no less than 5 couples shopping happily together makes for a moody Tricia, and I end up arriving at home, groceries in tow, in full on bitch mode (more so than usual, I mean--I heard that!). And really, that just makes life harder (for him).
When I was a kid, I LOVED going to the grocery store. I even had names for the different types of shopping--and I'm not even kidding.
There was regular shopping, and there was.....POWER SHOPPING! Genius, No? Power Shopping is the kind where you have to lean over the side of the cart to see where you are going cuz you bought that much stuff.
Yes, I was an odd child. That shouldn't surprise you.
I also thought Kirk Cameron was a greek god (I AM A GOLDEN GOD!) among men. And that my brothers were the most awesomest guys EVAR IN THE WORLD, that my best friend Angel had the coolest cat around, named "Slammer" -- he was a persian with no tail. Wonder how he got his name. My favorite song was Dead or Alive's "You Spin Me Round (Like a Record)" and I was deathly afraid of the Thriller video....
Oh look, I went all off topic again.
The bit about my brothers is still totally true though.
I really don't know why I care so much. All I know is.... my teeth grind unconsciously at the thought of having to go shopping for the week. Why can't the stuff just appear in my pantry. Is that an unreasonable request? I don't think so.