Saturdays, grocery stores


I don’t know why I ever thought that the store would be less crowded if I went early Saturday morning. I must have temporarily forgotten that’s when all the old people go, especially women in their Jazzy wheelchairs who block aisles and take no one into consideration when racing around your cart, knocking you back against the oven-ready lasagna noodles. Which I did purchase, by the way, because that’s what I am making for dinner. We are entertaining tonight and I feel like lasagna is a good dish for that. Most people like it and it serves a ton. Plus, mine is a lot better than the recipe on the back of the box because I make my own sauce instead of slathering it with Ragu. *Hork*.

Before I got up and headed to said store, I realized that time as I knew it will never be the same. I was up with Elliot around 5:30, he fed well, then fell back to sleep until something like 7:30 when he wasn’t really hungry, but wanted to be held. So Ash did that for a while and I got a few more minutes of sleep. Before pregnancy, before the kid, I’d get up around 7 and start puttering around the house. I’d clean, check email, watch a few minutes of Sports Center or the Weather Channel, eat cereal, clean something else, write some, watch some more TV, then take a shower. Usually by that time, Ash would be up and we’d go out to lunch somewhere. Alas, this is so not our routine anymore.

However, we did go to Outback last night. I think we got there around 8:20 and Elliot slept peacefully in his car seat the whole time and Ash and I got to actually enjoy our food and each other. In fact, we spoke of baby names, you know, for that next kid who is still just a sparkle in our eyes. I really want to name him (if it’s a him) Emmet. Or Emmett. Or Emmit. Either way, I think it’s a great name but Ash has a problem with it being juxtaposed with Smith. Because he absolutely hates that football player. Ugh! So if it weren’t for our last name, I could do it. Sigh. I would also like to name a potential him after my grandfather but then you have Robert Smith. Not only is it the lead singer of The Cure but it’s also pretty boring. I guess we’ll just have to wait and see what the future brings.

8 thoughts on “Saturdays, grocery stores

  1. You know… I have to agree with your significant other about the Emmit/Emmet thing… My husband wanted to name our son Nolan Ryan… I hate baseball… Sooo we compromised… We named him Riley Nolan. which actually worked nicely with the last name being Bird. Gosh- I love baby names… I keep telling my husband that when we adopt (we cant have any more of our own) that I want another girl and I want to name her Sophie. It goes nicely with Chloe.

    I have discovered that the best time to go to the grocery store (where we live) is usually around Monday or Tuesday. Becasue I am a stay at home mommy, that is when I go. The crazy wheelchair OG’s are usually at the salon getting the blue dye put in their hair.

    Glad that you guys got to enjoy dinner… It gets harder when the get older… pack lots of cheerios and toys. I remember going out to Dinner… Oh those were the days. I am glad that I live near my in laws, cause my mother in law likes to baby sit. It helps to give me and Bryan some time away and lets us talk to each other. Its like going on a date when we were 22… we get all giddy and excited, like kids. Its funny. Have a good weekend!

  2. LOL @ wheelchair OG’s. Heh heh.

    Yes, I am slowly chipping away at my parents to move here. My mother would do it in a second but my father is so against it. And I don’t really understand why because they both went to college here and for a time, actually planned on settling here themselves. I’m thinking I can maybe compromise and get them to move to Jacksonville and then the drive would be at least doable for a weekend trip.

    Luckily, my mother is coming in two weekends and I plan on having date night with my husband. Boy won’t that be nice?

  3. It is amazing what a conversation can mean after you have kids. Simple things like a hug and holding hands have a bit more meaning when you are alone. Be sure to enjoy yourselves!

    I have lived all my 32 years in Sanford just until this past August when I uprooted myself and the kids to move to Frisco Texas. I must say that I really like it here. I was surprised. My mom has decided that she needs to relocate and she is now moving out here as well.

  4. That’s good. For a short time, my father worked here and the prospect of having them in the same town was almost realized. It’s really too bad because I think it’s important for kids to have a good relationship with their grandparents. I did and to this day – and because I am lucky to still have them alive – we are really close.

  5. What’s wrong with Emmitt Smith? Well, besides the whole Dallas Cowboys thing. Oh yeah, and the Gator thing. Never mind! Maybe you will have a girl and you can name her Emma.

  6. I was about to say Emmit Smith is a great thing for the reasons Karen pointed out!

    That’s really odd about all the geriatrics being at the grocery store on a Saturday morning. I’ve never had that experience. But that was probably because Wednesday used to be “double coupons for seniors day” at Kroger in my hometown.

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