You may have noticed that there haven’t been any Thursday Grocery Rants in quite a while, well here you go then…It was looneytoon city at the store this morning. A store full of people being vague and moving slower than molasses going up a hill on a rainy day.  One dude had his shopping cart crosswise like a barrier wall in an aisle, he was yapping away to someone and I started to move the cart, he turns around and says “Oh is that blocking your way?” I bit my tongue, and only said “Yes…” that’s it, just “yes” not some flippy sarcastic remark. I’m very proud of myself.  Our favorite cashier wasn’t there, so we had to chose amongst the slow and the bitchy. We chose the slow one.

Our final grocery bill came out to $104 and change and that included a big bag of canned goods for the food bank collection box in our lobby.  We had racked up over $30 in store savings and another $5.35 for our Senior Discount.  Then there was my prescription, a month’s supply of meds for a whopping 17 cents! I wonder why they even make us pay that, they should just comp it.  If I ever get teeth I know the grocery bill will go up a lot but for the past 6 months we’ve been spending so little in the grocery store I often wonder why we bother to go at all.

Yesterday I posted on FB that I had caught a glimpse of myself in a mirrored wall and was shocked at how skinny my legs are. I wear leggings everyday now and they are baggy. Baggy leggings, seriously? This morning as we were leaving the apartment my husband said, in wonderment “Your legs are so skinny” .

No matter how fat I may have been at any point in my life I have always had skinny legs. I told my husband, when I was a fat teenager my father said “You look like a barrel on toothpicks”  My husband said “Oh now that was a not a nice thing to say” I replied “Well, you know my family – how many 13 year olds have a mother who encourages them to commit suicide?”  My husband, bless his heart, made a noise of disgust and said, Yeah, she wasn’t exactly the maternal type.” Y’all know what a charmer my mother was and I do wonder, on occasion, if she is still alive.

I’ve lived years of my life being fat, and years of my life being ridiculously skinny and only a few being a normal weight.  Right now I am not exactly fat but not exactly normal but through it all I have always had skinny legs!