Bag Attitude

First off, I'd like to apologize to the Brookshire's bagboy.

Let me explain, when SmithCale and I go to the store it's seriously like a date.

We bring our beloved, get-us-remembered bags.

I bring my list.

and my favorite cart pusher.

But last Saturday after shopping for Zoe, spending an hour stuck on the Loop around Dallas, driving home, then having to go to the store for food to prepare for our small group meeting on Sunday. I had just about had it, which the poor bagboy didn't see coming.

Sadly, I had my reusable bag in my purse, but he had already started placing our about 10 items in to what seemed about 10 different bags.

So I hastily started grabbing items to reconcile them into one bag and may or may not have said, "I don't need that many bags, let's save the planet!"

It was too late. My embarrassingly green, trash-heap reducing side had been freed.

Dear bagboy, I'm not mean, but I really just needed one bag.

Food for Patience,

the SupperSmiths, forging one meal at a time