And some people have the nerve to wonder why I'm weird?
Last week my mom bought two bookcases at the thrift shop and asked me if we wanted them. I talked it over with Jimmy and we decided that we had nowhere to put them, so we declined. He added that I should tell her that since we apparently can't stop her from buying stuff "for us," to ask her in the future that it at least be consumable. Thinking this a wise thought, I passed the message along.
So this Saturday I come to work for my grandparents and my mom is there. With a big ol' Vanna White smile on her face, she opens a door in their entertainment center to reveal: five boxes of assorted cereals, multiple cans of peas, corn, carrots, green beans, tomatoes, tuna, pineapple, fruit cocktail, condensed chicken noodle, tomato, and cream of mushroom soups, refried beans, pork & beans, 1 pound each of dried Northern white beans and black-eyed peas, 2 lbs of spaghetti, 2 jars of peanut butter (one crunchy, one creamy), 3 packets each of creamy potato and broccoli cheese instant soup mix, several seasoning packets, flour, sugar, salt, and 6 boxes of macaroni & cheese. In the fridge there was a pound of butter and a pressurized can of whipped cream. The only non-perishable staple I can think of that she didn't include is tinned milk. The next day she added a few more cans of beans, some more tuna, and the makings for about 97 s'mores. It took me four trips to get all of it out to my car. If it was just Jimmy and me, and there was a nuclear holocaust, we could live on this stuff for over a month. At least! She pointedly informed me that she got all of it for around $50, (using her employee discount, of course), and that was twice as much as she'd spent on the bookcases. Never let it be said that my mom has no sense of humor.
So this Saturday I come to work for my grandparents and my mom is there. With a big ol' Vanna White smile on her face, she opens a door in their entertainment center to reveal: five boxes of assorted cereals, multiple cans of peas, corn, carrots, green beans, tomatoes, tuna, pineapple, fruit cocktail, condensed chicken noodle, tomato, and cream of mushroom soups, refried beans, pork & beans, 1 pound each of dried Northern white beans and black-eyed peas, 2 lbs of spaghetti, 2 jars of peanut butter (one crunchy, one creamy), 3 packets each of creamy potato and broccoli cheese instant soup mix, several seasoning packets, flour, sugar, salt, and 6 boxes of macaroni & cheese. In the fridge there was a pound of butter and a pressurized can of whipped cream. The only non-perishable staple I can think of that she didn't include is tinned milk. The next day she added a few more cans of beans, some more tuna, and the makings for about 97 s'mores. It took me four trips to get all of it out to my car. If it was just Jimmy and me, and there was a nuclear holocaust, we could live on this stuff for over a month. At least! She pointedly informed me that she got all of it for around $50, (using her employee discount, of course), and that was twice as much as she'd spent on the bookcases. Never let it be said that my mom has no sense of humor.