I’m waiting for my groceries to be delivered. Yes, you heard me right. I ordered groceries online yesterday and am now awaiting their arrival. It’s kind of like waiting for the cable guy- between 8:00 AM and 12:00 PM. It is now 11:30 AM and the cupboard is bare. I like the idea of delivery groceries though. I don’t drive yet and the closest store is about 15 minutes by car. Trying to do that walking with a baby and a cart filled with food is, well, not gonna happen. So rather than force my husband to cram his day with errands and the like, we have the groceries delivered. Does that make me bourgeois? Have I finally graduated to the land of “bring it to me”? If so, that’s great. I have tried my whole life to get every thing delivered. From food to gifts, delivery is a mommy’s best friend.
Now where the heck is m food?
