Butternut Soup

Me:                   Bubs, did you get that shopping list I mailed you. Sorry but I’m crazy at work today and

                         won’t have a chance to get out. Can you get some stuff for us? We don’t have

                         anything at home.

Fee-Arn-Say:     Ya I got it. I’ll try go after my chiro appointment and sometime before my acupuncture

                         session, if I can.

ONE HOUR PASSES

Fee-Arn-Say:       Ok so you said tomatoes. What kind of tomatoes?

           

Me:                     The little baby ones. They’re called Rosa tomatoes

Fee-Arn-Say:       Like your aunt?

Me:                     Yes babe, just like my aunt Rosa. Ok? Bye

TWO MINUTES PASS

Fee-Arn-Say:        Ok so you said Mangos.

Me:                      Ya?

Fee-Arn-Say:        What’s a mango look like?

Me:                       Are you for real?

Fee-Arn-Say:         I don’t eat mangos, how I’m supposed to … oh wait, this lady is going to help me ….

                             

                            Hangs up mid sentence

ONE MINUTE PASSES

Fee-Arn-Say:            Ok so you said packet butternut soup. Like what kind?

Me:                         Er … I’m not sure I understand the question?

Fee-Arn-Say:            Do you want 2 packets?

Me:                         Did I write 2 on the list?

Fee-Arn-Say:            Yes

Me:                          Then yes.

                                Please

Fee-Arn-Say:            Ok but they have organic butternut and normal butternut and …

Me:                         Nah, the normal one is fine. I think they’re on special, so that’s why I want two

                               please my love.

Fee-Arn-Say:            Oh My God!

Me:                         What’s wrong? What did you do?

Fee-Arn-Say:            No WAYS! 

                                They’ve got sweet potato soup here! Flipping awesome. Should I get some? I’ll get

                                2 bags

Me:                         SIGH!

Fee-Arn-Say:            Should I get one butternut and one potatoe, or two butternut, or two potaoe

Me:                         What ever you want babe. I have to go, really busy at work. Bye

TWO MINUTES PASS:

                       

Fee-Arn-Say:            You never told me .... Should I get one butternut and one potato, or two butternut,

                                or two potato

Me:                         Babe … I don’t mind! You choose.

Fee-Arn-Say:            COME ON … Help me out here.

Me:                          SIGH.

                                Ok get two of the potato.

Fee-Arn-Say:            I can’t …

                       

Me:                         WHY NOT?!

Fee-Arn-Say:            They’ve only got one potato

Me:                         hangs up

FIVE MINUTES PASS

Fee-Arn-Say:            Do we have Oros at home?

Me:                          Did I write Oros on the list?

Fee-Arn-Say:            Yes

Me:                          So what do you think?

Fee-Arn-Say:            Ok, so should I get some then?

Me:                          GOOD BYE babe!!!!

It’s at this stage that I feel I should tell you that when I got home I found 3 bags of groceries on the counter filled with the following:

5 packets of butternut soup

1 potato soup

1 tin of potato soup (???)

1 punnet of large organic tomatoes

mango juice

viennas

mustard

…

and a cutie pie

… all is forgiven :O)