Take the Miata!
Let's see; you put the milk by the spare tire, where the avocados and mangoes are stashed, then the macaroni and cheese boxes go over by the gas filler. The hot dog rolls are squeezed in by the battery on the right by the crunchy peanut butter jar. The eggs? Clearly, they go on the little ledge under the taillight housing, and a flat layer of frosted mini-wheats and granola boxes finishes it all off.
Then we put Paula in the passenger seat and filled in around her with whatever was left over. She said the frozen foods were making her ankle go numb, but hey, it's only 3.32 miles home, and like I said, it was a beautiful day, so she was instructed to quit whining. When I suggested that on a day like today we should take the long way home, she said something threatening.
We hope that your trips to the store are 1) as uncommon, 2) as fun on a pretty day, and 3) in a vehicle with enough room that your significant other doesn't get frostbite on her/his ankle.
Dave & Paula
