Can I blame my newly acquired Costco membership and all of the goodies that jumped themselves into my cart yesterday on nesting?

I sure hope so. Our cart was already filled to the brim when Husband said, “Sweetheart, didn’t you have a list? Why don’t we get out the list.” Between the juicy grapes and jalapeno, artichoke dip, I’m a happy momma. Honestly, I am at peace knowing we have a 10 lb bag of frozen chicken, two large tubs of peanut butter and an extra large box of granola bars in the pantry; at least Husband won’t starve while I’m out of commission to pack his lunch and make him dinner.