Living on one teensy weensy income in our house sometimes makes us crazed for sales. The dollar sales at the grocery store usually influence Brad more than me. But let’s say, for example, that you were at the grocery store and buying groceries for the cottage. Let’s say some really crappy food was on sale for a dollar. What would you do?
Oops! How did ice tea, pop and frozen pizza get in there?!?!?! Oh and chips, salty salty chips, mmmmmm … I mean HOW?!?!?!
I swear to you there are a tonne of fruits and vegetables hidden under the junk food.
Let’s talk tennis again. Apparently no one really knew I liked tennis? Wimbledon has always been my favourite tournament. Our friend Raquel (who Brad works with) was asking Brad about my tennis love after reading my blog this week. Brad decided to make up a story about how I started watching tennis to feed my lust for Sampras and Agassi. That’s not true at all, I never lusted after them. Back in that day I lusted after Patrick Rafter. Ahhhhhhhh? Anyone else?
Speaking of lust. My long weekend starts at 2:40 today because I have a date to go watch Magic Mike (heheheheeeeee *uncontrollable giggles.)
Do you grab junk food to take the cottage? Seriously Patrick Rafter anyone?