BJ and I went to the grocery store last night in preparation for the X-box extravaganza. I wanted to make a shopping list on my PDA (I have a groovy little shopping program.. I *heart* it very much), but he said that wasn't necessary. BJ and I shop very differently. First I must make a menu, then I make the grocery list. Now before you think I'm over-the-edge neurotic, I'll admit that I do stray from the list while I'm at the store. If it's on sale.

BJ, on the other hand, shops like a bachelor. Seeing as he's been a bachelor for the past few years, I understand that some habits die hard. He just likes to go up every aisle and throw things in that look good. So, last night we went shopping bachelor style.

First was the beer aisle. There were just so many choices. Rows and rows of beer.

I saw these cool Barbie plates and tried to sneak them in the basket, but he found them, dammit! I think the guys would have appreciated having something girlie at the X-box extravaganza.

All in all, it was a fairly quick shopping trip. We only had to go down the beer, soda, meat products, cheese, and chips aisle. There was no produce to be found in the shopping cart. Zip. Nada.

And this, my friends, is what
$242.00 of boy groceries looks like: