We begin this story on a sunny Sunday afternoon, as we hopefully piled into the car after lunch to make our way to Costco and begin our experience as "members". We made a couple of stops on the way while Jett slept in the car. Then we pulled into the lot, and as if by fate scored a spot right by the door.
The plethora of food and other stuff was overwhelming, but we were up to the challenge. With Kevin pushing the cart and Jett on my hip, we picked out flats of blueberries, strawberries, and raspberries. At my sister's suggestion, we purchased some artisan lettuce to split with her, and Jett would not let me leave the produce cooler without a mammoth bag of mini peppers (the kid is CRAZY about them!)
On to paper goods next, we were out of everything and before long our cart was nearly full. It seemed that at every end cap we just missed the samples by a matter of seconds, probably a sign to me to stick to the Use-it-Up challenge. I faltered in the cereal aisle buying two jumbo boxes of Ancient Grains granola. And because of this I feel as though I should admit how addicted I am to this cereal. If it was the end of the world and I could only save three material goods I would take a flashlight (for practical purposes), my wedding ring, and Ancient Grains granola. This may have been the logic that did in the Mayans...
Jett got suckered in to buying squeeze packs of applesauce in bulk. I tried to stop him, but he couldn't resist how much cheaper these were at Costco than Walmart or Trader Joes. Kevin bee-lined for Nabisco snack packs and graham crackers, and I caved.
We finished the adventure with a trip to the concession counter for the world's largest yogurt parfait and called the $90.14 spent on groceries a success.
Our next tale began just hours ago, as a happy kid and I piled into the car on a foggy dreary morning to run some errands on my day off. He was good as gold at the dry-cleaners and sweet as can be at the recycling, but Hy-Vee was a whole other story.
We pulled in and he immediately remembered the car shaped carts that weigh 500 pounds and hold half the groceries of a normal cart. They are my favorite too. He shouted "blue, blue, blue one" all the way to the door. As we entered, on a whim his choice turned to the orange car that was parked near the front and after a thorough clean up with Clorox Wipes, we hit the road. He drove happily through nearly half of the produce department until he remembered that he actually wanted the blue one.
My delightful child had a terrible two sized meltdown while I received parenting advice from 100 much older, wiser patrons who thought blocking the aisle while telling me how to handle my yelling child would be a good idea. (It may have been just two, but that was enough for me.)
We made it out of Hy-Vee in record time with a $22.89 bill for milk, eggs, bananas, and orange juice.
May all your grocery trips be as eventful.
Over the weekend I'll be posting some freezer friendly ideas, and tell you what I do with a flat of blueberries.
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