Oh, the irony!
So, during Bible study on Thursday morning, I turned my phone off, obviously. We shared prayer requests at the end of our time together and I asked for prayer to be able to go grocery shopping. Anyway, afterwards I turned it back on, but was talking with my friends, so didn’t answer it when it shouted out ‘Beautiful Day’ in the background. Then the phone died. So, while Em and I were driving home to see what kind of lunch we could round up, it occurred to me that the phone call before the phone died had to have been Jason. I just knew he was lovingly, jokingly, but with a cry of help, saying, ‘Don’t even think of coming home until you’ve gone to the grocery store…’
Well, we got in the door and Jason said, ‘So, did you get my message?’
Me: ‘What, the message that said not to come home unless I’ve gone to the grocery store?!’ (smile on the face)
J: ‘Yeah, that one.’ (smile on the face) (Jason’s message was way more lovey dovey than that…it was real ‘Dale Carnegie’ and sweet, like, ‘Hey, I was just curious if you and Em were stopping by Sunflower Market after Bible study?’)
Me: ‘No. My phone died, but I knew you’d leave me a message like that!’
J: ‘So, what’s for lunch?’
Me: ‘I don’t know…there’s a can of pumpkin on the bottom shelf, ooh, ooh, ooh, and some olives and 12 partial boxes of crackers…’
J: ‘No, seriously.’
Me: ‘Hey Em, what do you want for lunch?’
Em: ‘A cheesadilla.’ (her rendition of a quesadilla, usually her answer)
Me: ‘We don’t have any cheese, sweety girl.’
Em: ‘My bagel from last night.’
J: ‘A bagel she has today because I took her out last night.’ (I was at a craft night with my friends eating guacamole…)
Me: ‘How about some monkey food, too. Here, I’ll peel it.’
*Meanwhile, I’m getting mixed lettuce out of the fridge, along with pasta to boil and pesto I made earlier in the week. There ARE leftovers in the fridge…
I remind Jason that just that morning I wrote on the blog that he was low maintenance, so he didn’t want to ruin his reputation by expecting a gourmet lunch! We all ate lunch and made it until 4:30 when we had to leave for a showing. We ran a few errands and had a quick dinner a few blocks from our house at the little town center. We ran into two of the girls from Bible study and their families and then on the way to our car, we saw Dr. Julie and talked with her for a while. She invited me to grocery shop with her on Fridays, but was going out of town today, so for sure next week…
Today, however, I found myself in 3 different grocery stores because they didn’t all carry what was on my list. No joke, they were all PACKED with pregnant women and moms with their babies in the carts, or with small carry baskets pushing strollers. Seriously, every gramma in Denver was babysitting their grandbaby while grocery shopping, too. Of course the first aisle we went down was the baby aisle because at this particular market, the spices are on the other side…I got home and Jason asked how it went. I told him that every mom and their baby was out shopping today. He said he was sorry. It’s not like I resent those women. Nor am I jealous of them. That’s seriously not my heart. I just love the irony that the very thing I’m mentally trying to conquer was surrounding me on all sides.
So, yeah, thanks, Lord…Really, no need to ease into it…Let’s just dive right in and get over my grocery store phobia ALL IN ONE DAY! It worked, though! Thanks for the prayers and encouragement! I’m actually looking forward to next Friday when I can have a shopping buddy.