So. Today is Father's Day. My Daddy and Pa are enjoying their Amazon gift card and pound cake (respectively) in Louisiana. Bob, being the sweet fella he is, went to see them this weekend, along with visiting his Aunt and Uncle. It sucks that he isn't here, but I'm glad he's able to see our families. Hopefully I'll get to see him next weekend. Maybe. (For Father's Day, Bob got a flask with a unicorn on it from the fuzzy butts, in case you're wondering.)
Anyway. With today being Father's Day and all, we knew grills would be on sale. Bob likes charcoal, I like gas. This will be an ongoing debate in our home for as long as we're together (kinda like Christmas decorations). We found a grill that combines both- gas on one side, charcoal on the other. But until we're sure what we'll want in the new house (built in outdoor kitchen or whatever), we aren't buying that one. I bought a different one instead. Today. For me.
A few months ago, I bought a baby table top grill from Target for $20. It suits me just fine, but Bob thinks it's dangerous and wants something bigger. For me. Since he hates gas. Makes sense huh?
Anyway, I've been on the hunt for a grown up, on sale, gas grill for the last week. I finally found one, and drove all over south Charlotte trying to find one 1.) in a box that 2.) wasn't damaged 3.) at a Lowes. Three Lowes stores later, I found one and purchased it. While in the check out line, I had the following conversation with the guy in line behind me:
Dude: Daddy wanted a grill, huh?
Me: NO. (pointing to myself) Mama wanted a grill.
Dude: Oh. So you're a single Mom?
Me: No.
Dude: But it's Father's Day...
Really? I can't just go buy myself a grill on Father's Day? People like this drive me crazy. I learned a long time ago not to assume anything or make judgements too soon. I'll judge the hell out of you once I know you, but not before. I'm just polite like that. Kidding. Kinda.
