Mars and Venus Go Shopping

Earlier this week, I enjoyed a glorious solo trip to the grocery store.  Yes, my standards for "glorious" have dropped slightly since I had children, but those of you who have taken kids under 10 up and down the aisles of Pick 'N Save or Wegmans of Kings know completely what I mean.

As I unloaded my heaping cart, I surveyed at the folks around me doing the same and noticed a fellow in the next check-out line over buying two packages of bologna and an industrial-sized bag of store-brand Berry Puffs cereal.  Pushing my cart out of the store, I saw an older gent carrying a single plastic grocery sack with nothing but a giant can of Maxwell House inside.  I imagined these fellows arriving home to their wives, who would shake their heads and sigh.