Holy Smoke!

One way we are still the same as we ever was (to quote The Talking Heads) is at the grocery.  Nearby we have a thing that is like a British version of Super Wal-Mart.  Now I don't mean--if you squint and dream and hope--its like a Super Wal-Mart.  I mean apart from being able to buy chicken with their feet still attached (and big bags of just chicken feet) its like Super Wal-Mart.  And heck at the Super Wal-Mart in Miami they probably sell chicken feet ... who knows?

Anyway, one way we are still the same is having this huge cart full of stuff on grocery day.  Especially with weird stuff that people don't buy so much (i.e. Diet Coke and beef).  So tonight we were at the store with our cart full of stuff that is going to cost $100 and people watch us walk past with their eyes bulging.  We can see it in their expression as they poke the person they are with and think, "Holy Smoke ... how much is all of that gonna COST?!?"

One day we thought this poor little old man was going to hurt his neck as he craned around to see the little screen that shows the total.  I wanted to ask the cashier to spin it for him so we wouldn't have to pay for his chiropractor.  Or his acupuncture.

But you know what?  That is just how we roll.  A full cart and a happy Momma.  I'll bet that little old man would have a happier home if his wife only had to go shopping once a week and not every day!!!