a certain husband, if truth be told. He volunteered to go to the grocery store for me this afternoon. I gave him a list of about 8 items and drew a line under them and wrote THAT'S ALL, as in that's all we need so don't buy anything extra. We have some gift certificates to a store where you assemble your own meals to take home -- people gave them to us after husband's brain surgery. We'd agreed just a few days ago that I would try to go in this next week to use the certificates and make up a bunch of meals to put in the freezer. Well husband came home from the grocery store with waaaay too much food that has to go in the freezer! And of course, being the difficult child that he is, when I mentioned the consequences of his shopping trip his wittew feewings get aww bwoozed. Sometimes I just wanna smack him for making me feel like I'm the only conscientious adult in the house.