For most of our married life, I bought the groceries. I loved it. It seemed like a modern manly version of "bringing home the bacon." Of course, I can't drive anymore, and in the store I would probably have thought that I was grabbing one item, only to windup with the one next to it, so the grocery-shopping duties followed the keys to Rosalee. The other day, I noticed that Rosalee had bought some green bananas. I was so pleased.
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Several people have told me they do not understand my reference to green bananas. I thought everyone had heard the old joke about the guy who went to the doctor and was diagnosed with a terminal disease. He asked the doctor, "How much time do I have left" The doctor replied, "I don't know for sure, but don't buy any green bananas." If you have to explain a joke, it isn't funny.
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