I have a Pavlovian response to the words, "We need to go shopping this weekend," despite the fact that around our house those words don't mean what they are supposed to mean. When Jeff utters them, he's talking groceries.
That's not shopping!! I've told him this repeatedly but he doesn't seem to understand. Shopping is a day spent at La Cantera, a break for a salad and an iced tea at Nordstrom's Bistro, a little more shopping, maybe some browsing in the Apple store, and finally a delightful cup of gelato to round out a soothing, productive day.