Irony?
My friend the good fairy (who better pony up with the middle name soon or I'll have to give her a different nickname, LOL) was just lamenting on the way food prices have gone up. I have noticed that too, especially as we are trying to eat more and more fruits and veggies (okay, not so much the veggies for me) these days. I now regularly spend $200 on each major trip to the grocery store, and I'm sure it will only get worse.
Anyway, tonight after a minor trip to Winn-Dixie for a few things ( I NEVER go to WD, but I was at JoAnn Fabrics (imagine that!) and they are across the street) I turned their receipt over since they frequently have coupons, etc. there. At least they did last time I was in. Now? Now, they have an ad for, I kid you not, a free Bankruptcy consultation. It might as well read, "Just spent every last dime on groceries? Stop on by to find out how we can help..."
Oh, and another grocery related irony...Stop reading here if you have a weak stomach. The other day, Marie was stopping by to drop off her son and I thought Ann might be coming by, and so I was trying to keep the house just this side of it's usual abysmal state. Just as Marie gets to the door, I discover two globs of stuff on the carpet. They look like a cat hair ball, for those of you who have ever had the pleasure of seeing one of those. The catch is, we don't have a cat. 4 kids who sometimes get along like tom cats around a female in heat, but no real cats to be found indoors. The major difference between this and a hair ball, besides the lack of the requisite hair, is that I can clearly make out a grape tomato and a few mushy teddy grahams amongst the rest of the rather semi-digested looking mess. So I do what every mother does...I scrape up a bit a give it a sniff. Strangely, no real odor. Again, I have the impression it's semi digested, but not smelling at all of bile or...well, you know the other option.
So I pull together the great inquisition of children (there are 6 here at that point) but no one will fess up to either yaking or knowing how else this mess came into being. They proffer up the hamster as a likely culprit, but he'd have to be dead to have vomited up his body weight anyway, and while he was out he was in his ball, so he was not a real suspect.
It was a mystery without a solution. Until...
Well, later that morning, Sari ran by, and I could tell her diaper was a bit on the wet side, so I had to change her. And what did I find, but that her diaper had worked its way into a half wedgie, and one cheek was exposed. And there was stuff of the exact same make-up in the diaper. And there was dried evidence of gravity at work on the leg below her exposed cheek. YYYUUUCCCKKK!!!!!!!!! Guess I know what those glops were, and they did come from that other option after all. I suppose the good side, if there is one, is that apparently if you eat enough fruits and veggies, you get to the point where your poo really doesn't stink, LOL.
I'm blessed that in my crazy, crazy day, I ended up running into SG at piano, and I sooo love catshing up with her. And I'm blessed that Precept starts tomorrow after a summer hiatus. Apparently, Scott is glad of that too, as he told SG that piano is great, but Precept starting tomorrow is the best. You have to love that!
until tomorrow,
obm
Anyway, tonight after a minor trip to Winn-Dixie for a few things ( I NEVER go to WD, but I was at JoAnn Fabrics (imagine that!) and they are across the street) I turned their receipt over since they frequently have coupons, etc. there. At least they did last time I was in. Now? Now, they have an ad for, I kid you not, a free Bankruptcy consultation. It might as well read, "Just spent every last dime on groceries? Stop on by to find out how we can help..."
Oh, and another grocery related irony...Stop reading here if you have a weak stomach. The other day, Marie was stopping by to drop off her son and I thought Ann might be coming by, and so I was trying to keep the house just this side of it's usual abysmal state. Just as Marie gets to the door, I discover two globs of stuff on the carpet. They look like a cat hair ball, for those of you who have ever had the pleasure of seeing one of those. The catch is, we don't have a cat. 4 kids who sometimes get along like tom cats around a female in heat, but no real cats to be found indoors. The major difference between this and a hair ball, besides the lack of the requisite hair, is that I can clearly make out a grape tomato and a few mushy teddy grahams amongst the rest of the rather semi-digested looking mess. So I do what every mother does...I scrape up a bit a give it a sniff. Strangely, no real odor. Again, I have the impression it's semi digested, but not smelling at all of bile or...well, you know the other option.
So I pull together the great inquisition of children (there are 6 here at that point) but no one will fess up to either yaking or knowing how else this mess came into being. They proffer up the hamster as a likely culprit, but he'd have to be dead to have vomited up his body weight anyway, and while he was out he was in his ball, so he was not a real suspect.
It was a mystery without a solution. Until...
Well, later that morning, Sari ran by, and I could tell her diaper was a bit on the wet side, so I had to change her. And what did I find, but that her diaper had worked its way into a half wedgie, and one cheek was exposed. And there was stuff of the exact same make-up in the diaper. And there was dried evidence of gravity at work on the leg below her exposed cheek. YYYUUUCCCKKK!!!!!!!!! Guess I know what those glops were, and they did come from that other option after all. I suppose the good side, if there is one, is that apparently if you eat enough fruits and veggies, you get to the point where your poo really doesn't stink, LOL.
I'm blessed that in my crazy, crazy day, I ended up running into SG at piano, and I sooo love catshing up with her. And I'm blessed that Precept starts tomorrow after a summer hiatus. Apparently, Scott is glad of that too, as he told SG that piano is great, but Precept starting tomorrow is the best. You have to love that!
until tomorrow,
obm
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NOW say EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW.
I'm sure there was a plethora of other stuff on the carpet though that she probably would have found...legos, ground up cheddar bunnies, etc.