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“At some point in life, our very life becomes an everyday way of life…”

Oprah Winfrey with Mary J. Blige

 

Grocery lists.

Thou shalt not alter grocery lists. Wasn’t this one of the original ten comandments? If, I — your wife, have written a specific brand upon my grocery list then that is what you — thy husband, shalt bring home.

Ken yelled across our living room. “Debbie, come here. I want to show you what I bought at the store.”

Of course this meant he did not get something on my list. Immediately my heart sunk to my shoes.

Ken was standing in the kitchen, waving an exaggerated box of something wrong in the air. I grabbed my stomach, I sucked in a deep breath. My knight and shining armor, the man whose children have given me gray hair, has come home with a super gigantic deluxe box of plain Strawberry Jell-O. Yes indeedy he did. He has taken my blessed grocery list and modified it. I sputter but, but, but my list said strawberry banana!

Ken gushes a totally theatrical Houdini “Aha!” He twirls a teensy-weensy box of sugar-free strawberry-banana Jell-O on the tip of his pinky.

I explain how his shmeensy trick is not working. Strawberry Jell-O without banana tastes entirely different. Then I pretend to be completely grossed out by the after taste sugar-free leaves in your mouth so that he understands why my grocery list clearly said Regular strawberry banana Jell-O.

 

Ken scratches his head… the beensy sugar-free Jell-O falls to the counter. I know, I know….

“So if you knew, then why did you buy it?”

“Because Debbie.” Ken smoothes a smile across his face. The store was out of regular strawberry banana Jell-O….. And you are you so I wasn’t coming home without some sort of strawberry something.”

Ken left the kitchen as if our conversation was over —– which I guess it was because I had no idea why I cared so much about artificial banana flavoring. But here is the deal. I do now and I don’t anymore. How’s that for a backwards amen?