My local grocers is run by a lovely couple, probably in their 40's and look like they might have been a bit 'alternative' in a previous life (he looks like Gary Newman
).
I go in a couple of times a week, and I'm usually served by the woman, who likes to talk to DD2/have a bit of a chinwag etc.
The problem is that I'm one for only doing the small talk thing, and not going any further. So I don't mind chatting about the weather (dull, but it's impossible to sidestep remarking on it round these parts) but I'd stop short of what me and DH get up to once the DC are in bed.
This coupled with the fact that my life is quite 'calm' by choice since we got married, we do the normal shit everyone does holidays/days out/going out to see friends/family, but I'm done with fitting 6 kazillion things in everyday.
So when the grocer invariably asks me 'What did you get up to over the weekend?' or 'What have you got planned for today/tonight?' I kind of go into mumbling mode, there's only so many times you can say 'Oh, not much', 'this and that', 'the usual'.
So what could I say instead?
Obviously dishonesty is a despicable crime, but I think in the circumstances a little bending of the truth is called for.
Just in case I'm accused of drip feeding - they sell <a class="break-all" href="http://www.google.co.uk/imgres?q=hybrid+broccoli+and+cauliflower&hl=en&sa=X&biw=1146&bih=718&tbm=isch&prmd=imvns&tbnid=Y34kwxgNjVnT6M:&imgrefurl=newcreationist.blogspot.com/2011/02/resilient-design-of-gods-creation-of.html&docid=Y9I9rs-2Jzq38M&w=640&h=510&ei=xKpwTs6nF43Hsgbf16ybBw&zoom=1&iact=hc&vpx=157&vpy=171&dur=1278&hovh=167&hovw=181&tx=134&ty=121&page=1&tbnh=167&tbnw=181&start=0&ndsp=14&ved=1t:429,r:0,s:0" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">broccoflowers, purple cauliflowers and doughnut peaches 