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We are two working mothers — Lauren Rose, the director of business development for Name Bubbles, and Betsy DeMars, the assistant managing editor at The Saratogian. Try as we may to be really good at both, balancing motherhood and career can get pretty messy. As professionals, work schedules and mommy schedules often collide. So, we plow through, hoping at the end of the day, our kids — Lauren's 5-year-old son and Betsy's 11-year-old son and 9-year-old daughter — know how much we love them.

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

When you send a man to the store, part II


After my last post about my husband coming home with "groceries" that weren't exactly the basics I had asked for, a co-worker sent me this cartoon, which I think is quite fitting.

Although if my daughter were with him on this shopping trip, my husband probably would have picked up more "dinnery" stuff, as she tends to keep the boys in line when I'm not around.

My husband did laugh when I pointed out the lack of nutritional value in the choices he and our son made that evening. "It looks like two guys went to the store," he chuckled.

And since I am still on this tangent: I left two "basics" off the list of groceries he picked up that night.
1.) A large container of French onion dip.
2.) A container of sour cream and onion dip.

These two items apparently make a meal out of the five bags of potato chips he bought.

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Thursday, March 8, 2012

When you send a man to the store ...

"I'm going to run to Wal-Mart tonight during soccer practice if you want me to get some groceries," my husband told me Tuesday afternoon. Great, I thought, because I had such a busy weekend that I didn't get to the store at all.

"Just grab some basics and stuff for lunches," I told him quickly, as per usual I was in the middle of 50 things at work and didn't have time to spell it out. "Oh, but make sure to get dog food. We definitely need that."

The fridge and cupboards were pretty bare — hardly any milk, eggs and bread, which are the staples in our house. No lunch meat or cheese or granola bars or fruit either — all stuff we use during the week for bagged lunches. (I was getting to the point of having to get really creative when making the kids lunches, like giving them Cheerios as a snack.)

I was really glad he was going to get to the store because I was booked through about 10 that night. But as it turns out, my expectations were a bit high. When I checked the cupboards and fridge when I arrived home, it became clear that my idea of "the basics" is much, much different than his.

No milk, no bread, no eggs. No lunch meat. No fruit.

Here's what he did get:
3 bags of different flavored Cheetos
1 bag of Ruffles potato chips
1 box of Hot and Spicy Cheez Its
A big container of peanut butter
A box of individually wrapped cookie packs
Nutter Butters
Grape-flavored sqeeze-type drinks
8 Chobani Greek yogurts (This was bought for me, because I apparently he thinks I consume mass amounts of yogurt.)

Oh, I almost forgot. Dog food. He did get that. Guess I have to give the guy a little credit ...