Last Saturday I spent 6 hours in 4 different stores shopping for the month's groceries. I was so tuckered out and maybe just a tad bit on edge. I am beginning to loathe the first of the month.
E took pity on my and said he'd divy out the bulk meat for me into smaller portions for the freezer. It's an annoying job at the end of a long shopping spree.
I guesstimate and cut the rolls of beef.
But not E. He measures. For.real. I'm not even kidding.
Is anyone else crackin' up with me?
Oh my. I do appreciate that his love language is accuracy...and spreadsheets.
we do that....but not like that. :)
that is TRUE perfection.
how funny.
Posted by: MEG DUERKSEN | October 13, 2010 at 12:59 PM
Did he sanitize the outside of the pkg and wear plastic gloves, after washing his hands for 20 seconds? Did he sanitize the work place before and after working with the meat? Etc, etc, etc.? :-)
Posted by: Johnsie Buller | October 12, 2010 at 09:42 PM
I am cracking up with you! Looks a little similar to something Kelly would do! :)
Posted by: Amy G | October 12, 2010 at 09:33 PM