The summer break has wreaked havoc with my schedule, but I'm finally back on Monday grocery shopping day.
I like going on Mondays. It's generally not too crowded, and I pick up a big mess of stuff from the deli which is dinner on Monday evenings. And, there is usually enough of certain foods left over for lunch the next day.
Lunch today will be leftover onion rings, potato wedges and I also had picked up a bag of salad. It's too hot to do much heavy duty cooking - but it looks like we're going to get some 80s temps this week, which is much more normal for this time of year here.
On every trip to the Mart of Wal, I often pick up the same items. I was headed down the aisle where the peanuts and beef jerky are. The Evil Twin loves him some Great Value brand beef jerky (regular, not teriyaki or peppered). So, I'm passing by the peanuts and I spy this:
Really? Big Nut Bars? Don't these people realize there are oodles of perverts like myself who automatically go into "gutter mind mode" when I see certain words?
Buddy, who is 12 - and I apparently have the same chronological age of humor - just busted out laughing. Then, I HAD to get a picture. And, no, I didn't buy them.
I don't need anymore big nuts around here. Thanks, anyway.
Time for me to get a shower and appraise the many kitten scratches I have on my person. I love Bella, but I don't love her razor sharp kitten claws. Maybe she'll calm down after she is spayed (I can hope).
Happy Tuesday, hooligans!