Something's wrong here...

(In Wal-Mart, after Travis thought it would be a good idea for me to go WITH him shopping today.)

Travis: Okay, it says here on the list that you need tampons and cotton rounds. Do you want to go get them?

Me: Sure... where are they?

It's pretty bad when your husband has to inspect the box of feminine products that YOU picked out to make sure they're the ones that you use every month. I think I need to go shopping with him a little more often...