Bob the Personal Shopper (please don't laugh)

Yes, yes, it's true... I've become the personal shopper of my pal Sarah. ;) Or something like that. As she was pulling together dinner for some important guests this afternoon, she realized she needed a few things (spice, oil, etc.), and called to see if I could help out.

Lowbrow bachelor that I am *LOL* I didn't have any of the requisite items on hand, with the exception of parsley flakes. But since Jeff and I had been planning on running in to Jamestown this afternoon anyhow, I volunteered to pick up anything she needed.

Little does Sarah relize what a chance she was taking having Tweedledee and Tweedledum running errands for her. But she seemed happy enough with her groceries, so we must have done alright.

Bon apetit, Sarah! I'll have to start advertising my personal shopper service. ;)