I can't wait to move! The guy upstairs with his music...not cool. It could be worse - they no longer have parties up there. Ever since I called the Sheriff and they took one of my neighbors to jail...it got better. But I also think that their music is something I am going to have to live with. I guess that's my punishment for calling. Only 50 something more days!
I wish I could blog about a cool trip I took or a yummy meal that I ate but my life has not been that exciting. I have been working and packing. I take that back...we did go to Romano's Macaroni Grill last weekend. Had not been there in at least 2 or so years. Right now they have a 2 for $25 thing going on. And you get a lot of food. 2 tapas and 2 entrees. Plus we got a salad. And yes I will admit it...a dessert too. Kind of takes away from the thriftiness of the 2 for $25, doesn't it?! I certainly can't be eating like that all the time but it was a nice - something different. And delicious too. As long as I am talking food - who was the really cruel person who invented the York Peppermint Klondike Bar? That's like the 2012 version of the serpent and apple. Eve here LOVES the York Klondike. The only solution is to stay away from the grocery store.
Staying away from the grocery store...ah - Jules has a story! So the other day we go to Stater Bros. I'm not a fan of my local Staters. It's a bit white, black, and brown trash. It's clean - don't get me wrong. It's just old and not very big and the selection is crap. And the checkers are mean mean mean. And it never fails that I get behind some California lottery winner buying up the store. For those who don't live in California, I am referring to those people that get assistance from our great State. We throw down the red carpet - seriously. If you want to live large and not work, move to California. My favorite moments are when you follow these lucky people out to the parking lot and they hop in their Cadillac Escalade and drive away. Excuse me? I made a wrong turn somewhere in life. But all of that is beside the point. Back to the crappy grocery store. So I want a package of hot dogs. I'm kind of picky about hot dogs. They have to be kosher and maybe angus or something. Granted, a hot dog is a hot dog. I get it. But at least it makes me feel somewhat better if it says something like kosher and it is many dollars more that the Oscar Mayer pork doggies. So I find the Ballpark Angus Beef Dogs. $4.99. Ok, that works. But then right next to them is a place for Nathan's Hot Dogs. I like Nathan's. Red sale tag said $3.99. Score! Well, not really because there weren't any on the shelf. So we ask a person working in the aisle. Do you have Nathan's hot dogs? NO. Can we get a raincheck? YOU HAVE TO ASK UP FRONT. Ok that's something I can do. Get up front and ask for a raincheck. "You have to ask a Manager". And???? At this point you expect them to call a Manager. Not happening. Finally another checker says "I can do a raincheck". Great! I would like a raincheck for the Nathan's Hot Dogs for $3.99. She asks "is it in the ad"? I don't know - I just want the raincheck. So now she is irritated and has to pull out an ad and look for these daring dogs. No ad, no raincheck. Really? So I start grumbling. Why must it be in the ad? Why can't I have a raincheck for a package of dang hot dogs? Why should I pay $4.99 for Ball Park when I could pay $3.99 for Nathan's? "IT'S NOT IN THE AD"...and she walks away. I was furious. My point was that it was just hot dogs. And I realize that it is JUST hot dogs but why piss off a customer over a dollar? At that point, don't you just give them a raincheck or here's a brilliant idea - charge me $3.99 for the Ball Park? I'm tired and I'm cranky - not a good combination with a store that makes me mad almost every time I step in there. So I went stomping out of the store - left Luigi standing there to get the groceries, receipt etc. As I walk to the car I am angrier and angrier. So now I am yelling in the middle of the Stater Bros parking lot about a stupid package of hot dogs. And people are looking at me like I'm insane. Which I kind of was but hey, give a girl a flippin break! It reminded me of Steve Martin's complete mental breakdown in "Father of the Bride" when he went to buy hot dog buns and he wanted 8 and they only had packages of 10! He lost it! I get that! As most people will attest to, I am one of the nicest most easy going people in the world. And sweet too! But the horns came out on that one! Needless to say - I do not want to go to that dumb store anymore. I like Vons and I need to stick with Vons. Good thing I am moving...
And guess who came home today with a $3.99 package of Nathan's Hot Dogs? Yep, not me! And Luigi says to me "would you like a hot dog"? NO!
So...I've been Miss Cranky Pants lately. Maybe I need a punching bag...
Food Blog tomorrow! For real! Enchiladas with homemade tomatillo sauce! Delicious! (y'all thought it was a beans and weenies dish, huh?!) ♥
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