I usually hate shopping. It is a necessary but undesired part of life. When my husband came home early from work I convinced him to come along with us to our shopping expedition.
I found new church pants and shoes for Peter, and while I was getting that, Joe browsed and found a new suit. For about $150. Hooray! He’s needed a new suit for a while. We have three small children and suits don’t stay clean or nice very long. Neither of us wanted to spend the money to get a new one, but a discounted one will do nicely.
I do tend to spend more money with my husband around though. I usually ask myself, “Should I buy this?” My answer over half the time is no. With Joe around, I ask him, and he is more liberal with his yeses.
Peter was dying to buy bean boozeled when he found it. I reluctantly agreed. And managed to only get a couple of bad ones out of the eight or so I tried. I was impressed that Peter kept trying new ones, because he usually hates trying new food.
I feel like dinner really is just a game of bean boozled: Hey Peter, see if this dinner is disgusting or yummy!
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