Don't judge me!

I don't enjoy grocery shopping much anymore. I like it less these days now that I have a teenager and a college student living with me that can eat anything they want and still lose weight (join me as I hate them for a second). It's painful for me to buy all of the things I love to eat but just can't anymore.

I don't really need anything to add to my dislike of grocery shopping since I'm the only one in the house who will actually do it. However, I found another reason to hate grocery shopping this week. I had already been to the store before the weekend to pick up food for the visit from my family. However Monday evening we were out of milk and a few other things so I decided that I would just stock up on a few of those items that the young, skinny things love to eat. This means a basket full of frozen pizza, quesadilla, taquitos, oreo cookies, etc.

I gathered up all of these items and headed to check out. I don't mind it when the checker wants to chat. It can't be too fun to just check groceries all day without chatting with the customers. However I draw the line at the conversation I had with this particular Target checker. He started off commenting about my Weight Watcher cookie crumb covered ice cream bars. He said that he needed to buy some of those too. Not a bad comment so I engage in conversation.

Then came the 12 pack of oreo cookie single serving packages. He commented that I must really love oreo cookies. For some reason I needed to explain that THOSE were for the teenager. He keeps checking my groceries which includes 4 personal size frozen pizzas and then the fixings to make a pizza (for the teenager and her friend because the like doing that sort of thing). At this point the checker comments how I must love pizza and again I felt like I had to explain my purchases.

Why do I care what this Target checker thinks?? Because I have too many moms out there who are APPALLED that I let the teenager eat so much processed food. I was even told once that this wasn't who I am. My response to that is... No really it is who I am! NOW STOP JUDGING ME!