I hate grocery shopping with a passion. I look back with longing to the days when my mother would phone the grocer, read him a list of items, and a messenger boy would come puffing over the horizon on his bicycle, an hour or so later. Because I hate shopping so much, I put it off until the last possible minute and end up sallying forth, tired and grumpy, in the evening when the cashiers are just as tired and grumpy. Thank goodness for self-serve cash spots, say I.
And even more thanks for iPod, and a nifty newish program, Genius – or, as #1 Son calls it, iDiot Savant. You open up Genius, tap a song you like, and it will put together a playlist along similar lines. Today, I made it through the shopping without biting anyone in the soft part of their leg thanks to these songs:
- Daydreamer Adele
- The Finish Line Snow Patrol
- I Have Seen the Rain Pink
- The Guy Who Leaves Alanis Morissette
- Unchained Melody Sarah McLachlan
- Homebird Foy Vance
- Mississippi Bob Dylan
- Breakable Ingrid Michaelson
- Videotape Radiohead
- The Shining Badly Drawn Boy
- When We Were Young Dolores O’Riordan
- How My Heart Behaves Feist
- Love Joni Mitchell
- Paper Bag Fiona Apple
- Baby Can I Hold You Eva Cassidy
- Lonelily Damien Rice
- The Great Escape Patrick Watson
- Quicksand Sleeping At Last
- Transatlantique Beirut
- The Night Starts Here Stars
I wuv my iPod.
I keep seeing the “genius” thingy and haven’t taken the time to really read what it’s all about so I’m glad to know because I hate trying to make playlists “I love” and then end up skipping through a bunch of the songs because i don’t love. LOL
Oh, Genius is brilliant (duh!) I have never yet skipped one of the songs it puts together for me. And I sure as heck don’t have time to sit around making playlists that, just like yours, don’t work for me either.
What is it about grocery shopping? I too dislike it…Whereas my darling man loves it…problem is, even with a list, he never gets it quite right…I guess that’s the problem with being fussy about the freshness of my greens…My only solution, so far, is small lists, frequent forays, like it never happened…just a little blip in the day, enroute to or from wherever…
OK, be warned. Your darling man is a masochist. The First Husband is quite happy to go out and do the shopping for me, but I’m a control freak and he never gets it right either. Nope, shopping can never be just a little blip in my day. Believe it or not, back in the evil days when I had a two pack a day habit, if I ran out of ciggies at work, I would not stop at a store on my way home to buy more. I’d rather go all night without than make that little foray you so blithely speak of …
OH m’gad; I knew it; it is all one evil plot from both angles…I forgot to mention that my sado-masochistic man also doesn’t bother checking expiry dates…
6 am…best time to shop in the world…almost no people and everything is fresh, from the cashiers to the vegetables LOL…