Last time I posted, I was pretty fried and having a bad attitude about...well, a lot of things, really. Then the angels sent my mother-in-law (not a phrase many people would use, I'm sure!) to stay with us for three days, during which time she stocked our refrigerator, freezer, and pantry with food upon food. We didn't have to cook for a week, and after that we didn't have to shop, because we had almost everything we needed to eat like kings and queens.
My total grocery bill for the past couple of weeks has been $16: gallon bottles of Organic Valley whole milk for the milk-addicted Baby B, loaves of Open Nature whole wheat sandwich bread for Mr. B's and my packed lunch, and a couple of vegetables so we wouldn't get scurvy.
This week, we're going to ruin all our efforts not to go out to eat, because we're going on a trip for work. So not only do we have to pay babysitters, we also have to eat fast food and so on. So unwholesome, but the hotels we're staying in don't have kitchenettes for us to cook in. My stomach heaves a little bit at the thought of soybean oil-saturated foodstuffs, but we'll deal with it, because beggars can't be choosers, and as I am continually reminded, we are perpetual supplicants, singing for our supper.
What, me, a bad attitude?
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