Just in case you were thinking of it, find a better way. Do not take one not-quite-recovered-from-a-long-illness friend (this means the same as “really really grumpy!”), put her in the car with an-always-energetic, now over-excited 6 year-old, and go grocery shopping.
And if you do, bend your damn neck a bit and do your own shopping at the same time, even if you do think you’ll pay a good $20 more. Trust me, it’s worth it.
If you’re foolish enough to ignore my previous advice, take heed to this–do not, I repeat, do not, follow-up said debacle with your own grocery shopping. It can wait. Trust me.
Gack. What a day. I’m going to bed.