1.0Living with Ladyhttps://livingwithlady.comLadyhttps://livingwithlady.com/author/smorscheckrich600338<blockquote class="wp-embedded-content" data-secret="sFONVB6nIe"><a href="https://livingwithlady.com/2014/02/place-hate-world.html">The place I hate most in the world. And a printable for you.</a></blockquote><iframe sandbox="allow-scripts" security="restricted" src="https://livingwithlady.com/2014/02/place-hate-world.html/embed#?secret=sFONVB6nIe" width="600" height="338" title="“The place I hate most in the world. And a printable for you.” — Living with Lady" data-secret="sFONVB6nIe" frameborder="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" class="wp-embedded-content"></iframe><script type="text/javascript"> /* <![CDATA[ */ /*! This file is auto-generated */ !function(d,l){"use strict";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&"undefined"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!/[^a-zA-Z0-9]/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),c=new RegExp("^https?:$","i"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display="none";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute("style"),"height"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):"link"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute("src")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener("message",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener("DOMContentLoaded",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll("iframe.wp-embedded-content"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute("data-secret"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+="#?secret="+t,e.setAttribute("data-secret",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:"ready",secret:t},"*")},!1)))}(window,document); /* ]]> */ </script> I loathe the grocery store. I’ve never liked going grocery shopping, but in college would go with the roommates and then eventually The Hubby and it wasn’t horrid. But then we had kids.  And it turned dreadful. A typical grocery trip looks something like this: Gwyn, Cal and I walk very slowly from the car […]http://livingwithlady.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/Grocery-Meal-Planner-Pic.jpg