Weekends mean a few things. Follow the kids to the beach or park. Follow the husband to his big boys' shops. The latter is what I dread because it is always, "Let's go to the hardware shops" or "Come, let's go to the hobby shop ".
I am not interested in knives, fishing tackles, RC and stuffs like that but being the good little wifey, I will tag along while he browses around. It is very stressful for me because my kids will be running all over the store. Now, if he asks me again, I am going to tell him, just click on the link provided and shop till you drop. Just don't bother me while I blog.