I'm Old and Apparantly Addicted to Alfredo

6:00, y'all. 6:00.

Please tell me what it is about the ability to sleep-in that makes it completely impossible to sleep-in. Grouchy does not even begin to describe it.

So I grabbed the remote and tried to find something to watch. Because although I may have been up at 6:00 on a Saturday morning, getting out of the bed and starting on laundry would have just been w.r.o.n.g. Yah, so there isn't anything on on a Saturday morning...unless you are into zit-fighting infomercials or freaky Japanimation.

So I've been catching up on my music videos. I haven't watched music videos since I was in high school, so "catching up" is probably not the optimum phrase. Really, I've been staring at the tv in complete confusement (is that even a word?!). Pretty much anything goes these days. And I mean anything. Like clothing, for starters. So much for me thinking that I was still young and cool. Nope. I'm so close to wearing full polyester pantsuits and embroidered sweatshirts that I can taste it. Although I will say that the boy in Taylor Swift's "Love Story" video is D.R.E.A.M.Y.

On a totally different note....I had to respond to some comments I got yesterday about the abundance of alfredo sauce on my receipt. If I had planned my blog post better, I would have arranged my items on the check-out belt in a more strategic manner! Those are my absolute favorite microwavable dinners that I eat for lunch everyday at school. So yummy. Variety is a word that is not in my vocabulary at all.

Also...some of you commented about splitting up the budget into grocery/non-grocery. That doesn't work for me, because (1) I'm not organized enough to keep up with separating it out, and (2) the only place I shop is WalMart, and it is a one-stop shop for me. So the $200 I spend each week includes all groceries and household stuff that we need, plus stuff like new socks or undies if someone needs 'em. So....$133.24....quite a feat for me!

So, now it is 10:00 and I'm still here....still watching music videos. Like a train wreck, I tell ya. But the men (who amazingly found the ability to sleep-in this morning) are beginning to growl for their breakfast.

Time to start the day.

Happy Saturday.