Why is it that when I went out and bought $150 dollars worth of groceries yesterday, I still seemed to have nothing to make for dinner? The first mistake was that I went to the market after teaching a spin class followed up by 45 minutes of running. I did my best to not gnaw off my arm out of hunger during the drive to the market. I fantasized of eating everything on the menus as my car passed Wendy's, McDonalds's and Burger King on Route 66. I thought to myself, if i could just make it past these establishments, I could withhold a weeks worth of fat and calories. I can't be the only one that struggles with this temptation sometimes. Moral of today's story is NEVER go to the supermarket when your hungry. Like a starving child you see on a poster, I walked right by the nutrition rich fruits and veggies and headed strait to the stuff that puts meat on your bones. I could also swear that the check out guy was evaluating my purchase choices with a bit of an eye roll. I came home with enough schools snacks to provide the entire lunch room with a snack. I went hog wild in the ice-cream department. I thought purely with my empty, unfulfilled stomach and threw out everything I ever learned about the food pyramid. At least I didn't forget to buy the milk. I got the second eye-roll when I got home and Chris helped me put the groceries away. He suggested that we go up to the orchard and buy some apples. Lesson learned. Dinner came around and of the $150 dollars spent, all I could show from the market outing was a pound of hamburger meat, clearly born of the desire stemming from my fast food drive by. I thought of going into the pantry and pulling out one of the thousand single serving snacks that I bought and attempt to make them into a side dish somehow. But supermom strikes again. To make up for my poor decisions, I went into what remains of my summer garden and pilfered it finding a sad tomato, a softening cucumber and our very last watermelon. I really think I need a personal shopper in the future. Next time you wander through the market take pity on the lady filling her cart in the snack isle, especially if she looks sweaty and hungry. Someday it could be you.
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9/30/2011 12:44:45 pm
Typical American mom. You broke all the rules in the book. First rule: Never go in to a market hungry. Second rule:Never bring your kids with you; it;ll cost you another hundred dollars with all the whining and begging. Third rule: never allow images to test your judgement. You have failed as a mother...give your kids up for adoption.
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