I follow more than enough blog spots than one person can read in a day and still lead a 3 dimensional life. One of my favorites is The Southern Plate. I am not advertising for her, but Christie can cook up some mean down home southern dishes. And quite a few of them have now become my own "family recipes". She has posted a give away food basket today that looks rather yummy. I could get additional entries into the contest if I visited some other blog sites and entered there as well. This coupon queen here decided to follow the "if it's free, it's for me" philosophy and get as many entries in as I could.
Now I need to go shopping as I am hungry for more than one of the recipes I spotted as I read. And of all of the kinds of shopping there is, FOOD SHOPPING!! I detest grocery shopping. I hate pushing the cart around, loading the food in to the car and taking it back out once I get home. I used to cheat when I lived at my previous address. First off, my DD always went with me. She would push the cart. (Don't worry, she's in high school and big enough to do it.) Then to fib a little more, I would load the groceries in the side door of my van behind the driver's seat instead of in the back. That way all I had to do was pull my van into the garage and swing that a big side door open and take out the frozen and cold products when I got home. Before the van moved again, I would be sure to get the rest of the groceries out and into the pantry. It usually was completed in the next few hours. My reasoning was that I had spent all this time shopping and now I needed a rest before I completed the job.
These cheats are no longer possible for me. My DD is not so DD anymore when it comes to grocery shopping. She doesn't go with me. So now I either go alone and push that buggy or take my DH, who is wonderful to go with me, but he does not push the cart around the way I like it done. (I know, OCD!!) I shuffle the coupons, thinking out loud, so passersby think I am NUTS. I load the car, drive home and have to get all of the groceries in the house because we now live in a condo without a garage and the car reaches about 357 degrees in 5.2 seconds!! (I know, I know. But it sure feels that hot!!) I leave the non-chilled groceries on the counter until after my designated "after shopping" rest, but it drives me crazy to have that many bags on the counter, so I wind out putting them away fairly quickly after all.
Well, except for that bag of flour that is still sitting on the counter from the shopping trip a couple of weeks ago. I better get dressed and head on out. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!