Be Kind to My Grandma

With four kids in tow, my trips to Kroger resemble the game show Supermarket Sweep.  They are four ticking time bombs.  Inevitably someone will be hungry or tired or want candy or chips or some big sparkly eyed stuffed animal.  If I go so fast that they’re preoccupied trying to keep up, I don’t have to deal with any of that.

We moved after the divorce, but still go to the same Kroger though there are two closer.  I know where everything is and can be in and out within 15 minutes.

 

Yesterday I had to excuse myself for dashing into an isle in front of an older woman to grab my balsamic vinegar.  I was going to back out of the isle and head to the next item on my list, but her face absolutely lit up when she saw my kids.

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Mid-life Crisis World Tour

First off, I must credit my ex-husband for this title.  I texted him my tentative travel dates with and without the kids for his approval and he said, “…sounds like a mid-life crisis world tour.”  I thought that was a fair assessment and slightly comical.  My instinctive reaction was to reply, “Better than the douchemobile you bought five years ago,”  but I refrained.

 

In my 39 years on this planet, I’ve sadly never traveled outside of the continental United States and even more sadly, haven’t explored much of that.  In 2005 I planned a trip to Italy and got my passport.  A messy breakup killed that trip and though I was invited to travel abroad several times before having kids, I was never able to because of lack of time and/or money.

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