So, the shopping trip to Kaufland went well enough. When I rolled up, she was already there, with a look on her face like I’d invited her to the nastiest nudie bar on Earth.

Anyway, aside from her being somewhat mildly appalled at the crowds of common rabble, other than that, she ended up saving a good deal of money, which made her happy. However, I failed to convince her that buying pricy toilet paper really isn’t as much a necessity as she might think it is. She insisted on buying some chamomile-scented TP because “it smells nice!” Even my eminently logical argument of, “It’s irrelevant that it smells nice, considering its purpose. Is anyone aside from your dog going to be sniffing around your butthole?” wasn’t enough to persuade her (though it did make her laugh until she started snorting, which of course, made her laugh even harder).

All in all, a fun trip to the supermarket.