What Kind of...?

 


A friend of mine, who I have known for over 30 years, posted a link on social media that really burned me up.  To be clear, it was not my friend who burned me up or her posting the link (which she found laughable).  It was what the "commentator" of a certain "news" channel said that really got up in my craw.  It annoyed me so much, that I went and checked out the "commentator" and his daily show to make sure that it wasn't edited in some way. (While I was really ticked, I wanted to make sure that it was an actual clip and not someone trying to manipulate things...no matter what the source is, everything is worthy of a double check.)  And sure enough had been posted WAS said.

Now you'd think that what ticked me off was the political rhetoric.  This man is conservative and is on a conservative news station.  It wasn't the political rhetoric.  What I heard, I expected.  I may be disgusted and offended, but that didn't set me off.

So what DID set me off?  He showed a clip of a political figure and her husband in a grocery store.  (You can probably figure out who it is.)  The focus of the clip was supposed to be inflation, but it was this "line" that, to quote Peter Griffin from Family Guy, "grinds my gears"..."What kind of husband goes grocery shopping with his wife?"

Let me tell this twice married commentator what kind of husband goes grocery shopping with his wife:  the kind of husband who loves his wife.  The kind of husband who LIKES his wife.  The kind of husband who wants to spend time with his wife, even if it might be for a mundane task such a grocery shopping.

I'm no political expert.  I'm no marriage expert either.  However, I have been married for nearly 30 years.  For almost all of those years my husband and I have gone grocery shopping together.  We are talking once a week for just about every week that we have been together.  (It might have even started BEFORE we were married.)

In our "early years" we used to call it our Friday night date.  Every Friday night we would go to the grocery store together after work.  We didn't go out to dinner.  We didn't go to the movies.  We didn't go bowling.  We went grocery shopping.

When my son was born, sometimes I would get my mother to babysit for an hour so that the two of us could go off together.  Grocery shopping without a baby or toddler is a lot easier.  And believe it or not, it was also a way of having some "us" time.

Eventually, we DID take our son.  One time we lost a tiny plush cow that my son had brought along.  Cow was part of a "trio" of animals that lived in small barn.  Cow was never found.  Chicken and pig had to live out the rest of their lives alone.  (Although pig, renamed "Agent Oinkers" decided to go out on his own as a spy.)

Eventually our Friday night "date" turned into a Friday morning date when my son was older and in school.  The grocery store opened early.  We'd drop him off, do grocery shopping and then I'd run off to the office.  (Those were the pre-Covid days, when I had to be in an office daily.)

Then Covid came.  The uncertainty of everything meant that I would go to the grocery store alone, as my husband was at risk.  In the beginning I didn't have a mask.  I wore a scarf to cover my face.  My cousin was concerned for me so she got me one.  I pared down what I carried because you didn't want be loaded down.  I santized my hands before I got in the car.  I would come home, strip down and take a shower.  The unknown was scary.  Grocery shopping on my own was stressful.  I missed having my husband with me.

And believe it or not, my husband missed going with me.  Once things settled down and vaccines were in place, we returned to our "normal" routine.  We've been at it ever since.

So, what kind of husband goes grocery shopping with his wife?  A good husband.  A person who cares about his wife and his family.  A person who is willing to do their part in a relationship, whether it be grocery shopping together, doing laundry together, cleaning the house together or any other host of humdrum things.

Perhaps the question this commentator asked should not have been "what kind of husband goes grocery shopping with his wife," but what kind of person (husband or wife) would NOT want to be with the person they loved even if was just doing an average chore like grocery shopping?  Because from my nearly 30 years of experience, husband and wife grocery shopping is the way to go.   

Comments

  1. Cathy MFebruary 10, 2025 at 11:17 AM

    Well said!

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  2. momFebruary 11, 2025 at 6:55 AM

    Absolutely correct. We've been grocery shopping together for 42 years and still like to do it.

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