But as I was standing in Wal-fart this weekend I decided something must be done. I have been purchasing the same bottle of Cascade for years. And suddenly it has gone up in price. Not the easy to digest twenty-five cents, either. No, it has gone up exactly $1.25. I thought about looking around for the camera. I mean, this has to be a joke, right? Where are the hidden cameras? No? There are no hidden cameras? Then you won't mind turning a blind eye while I slip this bottle into my pants, right? I mean, no body notices the unsightly bulges of a really big woman, so I should be able to walk out of here without being stopped.
So excuse me while I go sit for the next two hours staring at a pile of coupons I have to cut out and organize, write a shopping list based on meals I can cook for my family which include massive amounts of Betty Crocker instant potatoes (I have a coupon!), and put sticky notes around the house in various places to remind me not to forget my coupons and list when I actually go to the store.