Showing posts with label chocolate. Show all posts
Showing posts with label chocolate. Show all posts

Thursday, May 3, 2012

No, I Really DO Need That Chocolate Milk


Finally!   Something good exciting happened (as opposed to bad exciting).   After all this weird stuff and dumb criminals and all, it's about time that something happy occurred. 

In case I've never told you, I hate going to the grocery store.  I hate grocery shopping.   I like eating.  I just hate shopping.   But, in spite of my hatred of all things grocery (well, except for the actual food), I stopped at Albertson's after work yesterday to pick up a few things.  You know, the "few" things that usually turn into a "bunch" of things.   I need milk, but that chocolate milk looks good too - and it's on sale!   I need tomato sauce, but I just can't live without those cookies at the end of the aisle - and they'd go so well with the chocolate milk that I don't need but I'm getting anyway.  It goes like that sometimes, doesn't it?  


So, I am checking out and things are adding up to more than the "few" things that I had planned on.  But, wait!  I have my $5 rewards certificate!    So, I hand that to the cashier, and she swipes it and off comes $5.   And then she swipes it again . . . and off comes another $5.   And then she swipes it again . . .and off comes another $5!   I had not one, not two, but THREE $5 off rewards on that certificate!   So, my "few" things cost me $4.94!  

And that was exciting!   It really doesn't take much to make me happy :)

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Confessions of a Weirdo

Confession time.  I think I discovered something about myself this morning.   Actually, if truth be known, I think I've known it all along, but have been in denial.  I'm just to the point now where I can verbalize it.   I'M WEIRD!   "Yes!", my children are shouting.  "Finally, she admits it!!"  

The reason (okay, ONE of the reasons) I say this is because I find myself thinking such bizaare and random thoughts when showering.   Here's a sampling.  

Am I the ONLY one who knows how to put the toilet paper roll on the toilet paper holder thingy???

How come when a guy doesn't shave for a week he looks sexy.   How come when I don't shave my legs for a week I look like Big Foot and NOBODY finds it sexy??   So not fair.

Why can a guy shave his face and, again, it's sexy?  Yet, a woman has to use facial hair remover while hiding so no one can see her and it is SO NOT SEXY??    Again, so not fair.

How come when a woman drives the speed limit she is a bad driver???

I wonder if Izzy has little doggy parties while we're at work?


Maybe it's normal to think weird thoughts while in the shower.   Maybe I'm not really weird at all.   Maybe the sky is really green.    Maybe chocolate is really good for you.   Maybe this is all a dream.