I went food shopping yesterday instead of the usual Sunday since I wanted to drop off my recyclables at the Pleasantville station. That's not the something new though, I took care of all the food shopping.
While I needed my usual weekly supplies, I was also low on toilet paper and cleaning products. Instead of waiting till I was out of those and going to Stop & Shop during the week, I picked those up before going to Trader Joe's.
I feel that I spend a lot of time and money when it comes to grocery shopping, especially for a single person so I'm hoping this will cut back on both. I'll use my spreadsheet skills and make a tracker.
Sunday, May 31, 2015
Added Something New To An Old Routine
Labels:
food,
food shopping,
routine,
stop & shop,
trader joe's
Wednesday, May 27, 2015
Six Word Story
"Earth will go on without humans."
Sunday, May 24, 2015
In The Cucina With Seamas
Sun dried tomatoes
Roasted sunflower seeds
Hummus
Tortilla Wrap
Delicious in it's simplicity.
Wednesday, May 20, 2015
Six Word Story
"I'm your boyfriend, not your crutch!"
Sunday, May 17, 2015
It's Been A While
Yesterday was the first time in three weeks that I had a Saturday with nothing to do, and I took full advantage of it.
I slept in late (which means 7am for me), made huevos rancheros for breakfast, and a pot of Witches Brew coffee from Mrs. Greens.
Then I watched The Princess Bride yet again.
I contemplated running a few personal errands, but then the whole point of me relaxing would have been for naught. Sometimes it's difficult for me to unwind, but when I do I go full lazy.
I slept in late (which means 7am for me), made huevos rancheros for breakfast, and a pot of Witches Brew coffee from Mrs. Greens.
Then I watched The Princess Bride yet again.
I contemplated running a few personal errands, but then the whole point of me relaxing would have been for naught. Sometimes it's difficult for me to unwind, but when I do I go full lazy.
Labels:
breakfast,
coffee,
cooking. huevos rancheros,
me time,
mrs green's,
saturday
Sunday, May 10, 2015
In Honor Of Mother's Day
This is becoming my favorite story about my mother;
When Return Of The Jedi was in theaters, Dad planned to take the family. He told us earlier in the week, so I was excited for several days before.
On the night we were going, Mom said "I don't know if we should take the boys to see this, I hear Princess Leia wears a racy outfit." This was the now famous "gold" bikini.
When she said this my heart broke because all I wanted to see was lightsabers, R2D2, the Millennium Falcon. Luckily Dad convinced her and we got to see it.
Though when I saw her Highness, it was a different story.
When Return Of The Jedi was in theaters, Dad planned to take the family. He told us earlier in the week, so I was excited for several days before.
On the night we were going, Mom said "I don't know if we should take the boys to see this, I hear Princess Leia wears a racy outfit." This was the now famous "gold" bikini.
When she said this my heart broke because all I wanted to see was lightsabers, R2D2, the Millennium Falcon. Luckily Dad convinced her and we got to see it.
Though when I saw her Highness, it was a different story.
Labels:
family,
mother,
mother's day,
return of the jedi,
star wars
Sunday, May 3, 2015
Puddle Deep Memory
I finally took the time to shred old and outdated bills, notices, letters, etc. When the task was over, I had three Trader Joe’s grocery bags filled with tiny scraps of paper. Looking at them made me think if I owned a house, I’d have a wood burning stove in my living room, and a fire pit in the backyard. This led to the memory of my father and when he would rake the front and back yards, he’d drag a cardboard box with him to throw in small branches. He would use them as kindling for the stove at our house.
Another recollection is the wooden boxes that clementines came in, sitting on the brick platform where the wood burning stove was, filled with old newspapers and twigs. Dad would put the whole box in, light the corners and soon our family room would be eighty degrees in the middle of winter.
Labels:
family,
family memories,
memories,
memory
Friday, May 1, 2015
Six Word Story
"Dance! Let joy move your feet!"
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