Every now and then I mention my mom. Sometimes I speak of her in comments on other blogs or sometimes in the posts written here. You all know we were close, so close I considered her my best friend. I know when someone is dead, you should probably start referring to them in the past tense, but I forget a lot of the time. It’s weird to refer to her like that, you know? She was my mom. I swear, sometimes I feel like she’s on vacation somewhere and will be back as soon as she can. Whenever something insanely funny happens, I often think: Damn, mom would think this is hilarious. I should call her… And of course right after that is: “Fuck, I’m broke. I wish mom were still here, she’d loan us some dough…
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The price of stuff is going up.
We recently went grocery shopping and a pound of butter was almost $6! Can you believe that? Why is butter so expensive? We almost had to put it on lay-away. Pretty soon we’ll have to purchase it on a stick-by-stick basis and I don’t think stores even do that. So to save money, we have come to the obvious and very logical conclusion to cut-back spending on certain items. I guess my cranberry juice doesn’t have to be OceanSpray and I suppose I can drink Dr. Fizz instead of Dr. Pepper.
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How’s this for a title theme, eh? Part Harry Potter, part Oprah ( SHE can put HER name on everything, why can’t I?) Aren’t you glad February is only 28 err… 29 days long?
I like grocery shopping. It’s a great feeling to stroll aisles heavily laden with food, picking and choosing whatever the hell I want. Do I need this? Oh, I haven’t tried this before. OMG… I gotta buy this. Grocery shopping makes me happy and it makes me feel grown up. Yes, I am the captain of the cart. Me! I choose what we’re having for dinner and dammit, it’s whatever flavor ice cream I say it is. I can do that, because I’m the captain.
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