Important sales for this week.
Things what are on sale at Safeway this week, posted here on account of having been whinged at for not telling folks about the DDP sale:
* DDP, two twelve-packs for seven bucks. Yay.
* Big-ass bottles of Arizona Green Tea, ten for ten dollars.
* Smart Ones frozen dinners, five for nine dollars. Time to stock up like whoa.
* 100 cal snack packs, two for five dollars.
No useful produce sales; at least, no useful produce sales if you happen to be me. Since I'm only willing to actually notice food sales that have some bearing on my life, there's an excellent chance that something I find horrific is on massive, massive sale, but somehow, I find it difficult to credit this with 'mattering'.
If I seem a little obsessed with groceries this morning, it's because I really didn't sleep last night -- Lilly was being uber-affectionate, which often translates into her headbutting me awake to demand love, affection, and me willingly petting the cat -- and my wounded psyche is thus grappling onto anything it can find that might provide the stimulus for remaining upright. In this case, all those cute yellow tags they put on sale foods down at the Safeway.
It is occasionally very weird, living on the inside of my head, and I really don't recommend it to anyone who isn't already here.
Besides, it would get crowded.
* DDP, two twelve-packs for seven bucks. Yay.
* Big-ass bottles of Arizona Green Tea, ten for ten dollars.
* Smart Ones frozen dinners, five for nine dollars. Time to stock up like whoa.
* 100 cal snack packs, two for five dollars.
No useful produce sales; at least, no useful produce sales if you happen to be me. Since I'm only willing to actually notice food sales that have some bearing on my life, there's an excellent chance that something I find horrific is on massive, massive sale, but somehow, I find it difficult to credit this with 'mattering'.
If I seem a little obsessed with groceries this morning, it's because I really didn't sleep last night -- Lilly was being uber-affectionate, which often translates into her headbutting me awake to demand love, affection, and me willingly petting the cat -- and my wounded psyche is thus grappling onto anything it can find that might provide the stimulus for remaining upright. In this case, all those cute yellow tags they put on sale foods down at the Safeway.
It is occasionally very weird, living on the inside of my head, and I really don't recommend it to anyone who isn't already here.
Besides, it would get crowded.