I need to go to the grocery store. I’m leaving as soon as I type this (and take a potty break). Man, I’m tired of grocery shopping. Well, it’s fun if you’re buying something “good”. But “good” is all relative. This week a LOT of my staples are on sale, which is very exciting. My poison of choice, Barq’s root beer is only 77 cents for a 2 liter bottle, limit 8 per customer (actually, all Coke products, not just Barq’s. THIS time I’m going to look at expiration dates. I don’t want to have to drink 14 liters of soda in 3 weeks.
Junior’s dad is home for the weekend, so he’s thrilled. His work has him in London almost constantly. It’s very not cool. But he’s visiting, and that’s all that matters, right?
