My wife usually appreciates my sense of humor. But not today. She decided "we" were going to Costco. With my bum knee, she informed me that instead of having me limp around I had to ride around in one of the motorized carts. Not my thing but she wasn't taking no for an answer. Mostly because she planned to spend 2 hours there and I would start bitching at about 30 minutes.
Halfway into the Costco torture she decides I am watching her purse and throws it in the basket. Well I grab a pen and paper and make my shopping list and set it out for all to see.
