Showing posts with label grocery shopping. Show all posts
Showing posts with label grocery shopping. Show all posts

Friday, July 6, 2012

List 26 - the REAL reasons . . .

that my children leave empty boxes in the pantry, refrigerator and freezer.

This is the list you've been waiting for, folks.  Here I will explain why my children leave the empty boxes when they finish the last bowlful of cereal, the lone cookie or the final popsicle.  I will inform you about why you should institute this policy in your home - let you know how it will help you.

After today you won't be left wondering why children are so smart about this and you'll hope that your family can pick up the practice, as well.



My kids do not, I repeat - DO NOT - throw away empty boxes.  Never - ever.  Some might casually look at this and assume laziness as the culprit, but you'd be wrong.  It has nothing to do with laziness, nothing at all.

When one of my children finishes the last morsel in a box of some deliciousness, they aren't too lazy to walk the three feet to toss it in the trash can.  They aren't lazy at all.  They are willfully acknowledging some greater truths - truths that some just don't understand.

I used to get mad when I opened the freezer and was hit in the head by the empty popsicle box on its trajectory of death.  I would fear opening the pantry door, afraid that a convoy of empty cereal boxes would attack me, one from each shelf.  I didn't appreciate moving the three containers of no lunch meat at all to get to the block of cheese.

It's different now.  I understand.  They aren't lazy; they are part of something greater and they are only trying to help.

I hope this post can serve as an aide for you and yours on how to run a more efficient kitchen.

Good luck.

These are the REAL reasons my children leave 30 to 40 boxes, containers and bags a month in the crevices of our kitchen:


  1. If the box of those luscious (almost tasteless) fudge bars is hanging open and empty when I gaze into the freezer, I can quickly shut the door.  This allows for less cold air escape, which greatly diminishes our electricity bill, which in turn assists in our fight against global warming.
  2. The empty cereal boxes left in the pantry, tops open, plastic bag open and empty, serves as the perfect grocery list.  A quick photo with the cell phone and that part of the shopping list is complete.  Check.
  3. Fuller refrigerators run more efficiently.  Leaving empty lunch meat bags, cheese packaging and almost finished water bottles takes up more cubic space, therefore enabling our fridge to run more smoothly than yours.
  4. We all know that some times there are no popular snacks available in the home.  This can lead to children wishing for other, better, more talented parents.  If the remnants from the 'good' stuff are left around the storage areas, children are more apt to remember the wonderful things you have bought them in the past - thus giving hope for the future, as well.
  5. Number 4 can also work in reverse.  At times, parents are known to buy items not at the top of the childrens' wish lists.  If the empty wrappers and boxes are left in their spots, the shopping parent may mistakenly peruse the area, assuming that no more of such snack is needed on this trip.
  6. Things come up in life.  One never knows when an assignment might come for a school project, a boy scout badge or a Pinterest try.  Having empty containers, in all shapes and sizes, within reach is a must.  
Friends, these are but a few of the many reasons my children carry on this helpful tradition.  They are not lazy;  they are just living out their concern for others.  

My hope is that you, too, may begin such meaningful practices in your own lives.  Start this mindful  efficiency in the kitchen - your home's nucleus - and watch as the positive effects spring forth all over your home.  


You can do it.

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Keep your eyes open - there could be a big bone in the soup aisle!


Really, there could be a large dog bone in the soup aisle!

I was shopping Sunday night; not having too much fun, not making the mundane very zen-like the way I read I'm supposed to and not really doing a very good job of checking things off of my list.  It was one of those shopping trips where your mind is all over the place - it would be great to get in, get out and show up at home with the ingredients for five healthful dinners.  It wasn't turning out to be such a trip.  I had a list that was a bit discombobulated, I was pre-occupied with the 'to-dos' of the coming week and I wasn't being very logical about the task at hand.  It would be perfectly accurate to say that I was not in an 'intentional' state.

I moved along, and the only thing I do remember being aware of was that embarrassing feeling of seeing the same family on each turn to a new aisle - apparently we were shopping at the same pace but in opposite directions.  I remember them, but that's all I remember.

And then, poof!  I was awakened!  I began rolling my eyes along the lower area of the soup section, though I don't believe soup was on the list. I sort of noticed that the 'low sodium' Progresso was just about gone and then I saw IT!  A LARGE BONE WAS IN THE SOUP AISLE!  I loved it!  It made me laugh!  It woke me up!  It made me wonder, "Why would someone stash a large bone in the Progresso row?

I shared one of those smiles inside, that only I see, and enjoyed the secret laugh about the large bone.  I giggled to myself as I stooped oddly to take a photo and saw the elderly man wondering what was wrong with me.  I imagined him going home, and just before Wheel of Fortune, telling his wife about the sad lady in the funny black pants who was taking pictures of the lower shelf in the soup aisle.  It put a fun spin on the ordinary shopping trip!

My trip took on a new face, and I began to make conscious decisions.  I opted to quickly get the few items on the list and then get out of there!  I didn't want to spend my Sunday night ambling around the store, just waiting to see what I came upon in the Ingle's.  I remember being sure of that.

The 'bone in the soup aisle' has had me thinking, thinking about the many times I must be 'asleep' in life. I wonder how many occasions I muddle through, barely aware, not being in charge of my actions.  I wonder how often I miss out on being awake.

I'm thankful for the crazy big ole' bone in the soup aisle and for the way it woke me up.  I love that our eyes can see the out of ordinary in the midst of the mundane.  I'm glad that someone stuck the big bone in that spot, glad that it made me laugh and delighted that it served as a wake-up call.

Sometimes I need that.  I  suppose you might, too.  I'm keeping my eyes open today - who knows what I might see.  It probably won't be another bone, but maybe it will be something hilarious or touching or loud or soft or kind that wakes me up, makes me pay attention.

Here's to wake up calls in the soup aisle.
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