My husband has a hearing deficit disorder, or hdd. For some reason, he thinks I have sensitive skin. I don't. Not now. Not ever. I've made sure he knows this countless times. It started with my Dove soap. I love original Dove. I love the scent, I love the way it makes my skin feel, I always have. A couple years ago, I had soap on my shopping list. Same as always, Dove original. He came home with Dove for sensitive skin. What!? No original fragrance? Ken told me since I had sensitive skin, I might like that one better. Now there's one thing you must know about me. I have my favorites. I love regular unsweetened almond milk. not vanilla flavored, not sweetened. If I want peanut butter, I want regular, not reduced fat where they add a ton of sugar to make up for it. Regular V8, not high fiber or low sodium! Kitty litter in a box, not that bag with the narrow opening that weighs 42 pounds. I'm very specific. Ken loves to go shopping, I despise it. Going with him is a chore in itself. He's been know to sit down on the floor in front of the peanut butter, and compare prices. So when he comes home with something "different" because he thinks I'll like it better, I'm not impressed. And when he does, it isn't just one of the new thing to try, along with my preferred, it's in bulk. I still have 10 bars of the soap he bought. No thanks.
So last night, he took my list of 3 things. Almond milk, Bounce or Snuggle dryer sheets, and English muffins. Well he knows better with the milk and muffins, and I thought he knew, after all these years, what dryer sheet. I was wrong. He came home with unscented sheets for sensitive skin! What!? Call me weird, but I happen to like the scent of dryer sheets in the laundry area. I like it when I walk past the dryer vent outside and smell the perfumed air. And, again with the sensitive skin! I don't have it!!!! So why don't I go myself? I detest shopping, and therefore am my worst enemy!
So last night, he took my list of 3 things. Almond milk, Bounce or Snuggle dryer sheets, and English muffins. Well he knows better with the milk and muffins, and I thought he knew, after all these years, what dryer sheet. I was wrong. He came home with unscented sheets for sensitive skin! What!? Call me weird, but I happen to like the scent of dryer sheets in the laundry area. I like it when I walk past the dryer vent outside and smell the perfumed air. And, again with the sensitive skin! I don't have it!!!! So why don't I go myself? I detest shopping, and therefore am my worst enemy!
8 comments:
Too funny, Laurie :)
Maybe if you asked him specifically to get the stuff for your sensitive skin? Reverse psychology? Does HE have sensitive skin and secretly uses the products? LOL! If I come home with the wrong product I only have myself to blame :( LOL
You are blessed that your hubby does the shopping, and how cute he thinks you have sensitive skin. Do you try writing specific!!! lists? I hope you two find a happy solution :)
In many ways I could have written this article Laurie. My husband has never been known to compare the prices like that but otherwise.... I even love English muffins, too. Off the subject have you ever tried Wolfermans? You have to order them (they're online)everyone in our family loves them. Diane
This just made me laugh!! I could have written that post. We both have sweet helpful husbands who will shop for us because we don't like to shop. BUT, pay no attention to detail!! Donate them to your local food bank so they don't go to waste and write the next shopping list in detail!!
I hate shopping to and no your not weird, us women have tried and true items we want, and your hubby sounds just like mine!! Your not alone honey, there's a lot of us out here ): Hugs, Pearl P.S. your so funny
LOL! Oh this is funny! Men sometimes don't get it do they? But how lucky that your hubby goes shopping for you! I am the opposite of you though. I like/need unscented everything due to having allergies to chemicals. So I enjoy the sensitive unscented products. But don't mess with my peanut butter! LOL!
xo Catherine
Oh Laurie... I was snorting as I read this! I remember sending Kent to the store ONE time and he came back with a 10 pound jar of peanut butter. He said, "Well, it can be snow food." I never sent him again...lololol!
Your story reminded me of a time my husband and I were at the grocery store together buying toilet bowl cleaner. He asked "what kind do we buy?". I said " if WE used it . . . WE would know!". Gotta love em.
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