Pretty Ugly

Do you also look at what other people have in their grocery carts, or is that just a creepy thing I do? I’m not judging. I’m curious. Off topic, but also, gazing in people’s windows. Not from their yard, I’m not a monster – just quickly when I’m driving by. If your shades are open, I assume you want me to admire your interior design. And, if I’m not admiring your interior design…well, it can get a little judgmental. It really all depends.

Same goes for the cart, I guess.

Soda

I kind of judge people who get the bottles and hang them over the side of the cart. There is no good reason for this, it’s actually quite practical. Maybe I can’t wrap my head around getting bottles for the house, over cans?

Bottles are for the quick gas station grab.

Unrelated, but who can afford soda (pop for those of you who say that adorable word) without watching the weekly sales? I will go out of my way to grocery shop somewhere that has a good, buy 2 get 2 free 12-pack deals. I’m disappointed when it’s only a, get one free deal. It’s a whole thing.

Fruit

I know, it’s vague – but if I was wealthy, I’d have a fridge full of the pre-cut fruit at all times. Maybe even a dedicated fruit fridge.

But I’m not.

So instead, I buy less – but still expensive – fruit that I promise myself (and my husband) that I’ll cut it up the same day. What do I do instead? Let it rot on the counter while attracting fruit flies. What is wrong with me? See, I judge myself too.

Cereal

Everyone’s taste in cereal varies – I will never criticize the cereal in someone else’s cart. With zero shame, I will tell you that I love old lady cereal.

Raisin Bran? Yes, please. Quaker Oat Squares? Absolutely. Special K, with berries, add your own bananas? Elite.

Fiber first, fun second.

When I was younger, I used to slice bananas into milk and eat them like cereal, sprinkled with a little (or a lot of) sugar. Chef’s kiss. No idea why I stopped.

Lunch Meat

If I’m feeling fancy, or particularly comfortable with my funds for the week, I will always hit the deli for freshly sliced peppered turkey breast. I’ll settle for some Oscar Mayer, which is kind of surprising – because hot dog makers shouldn’t make delicious lunch meat.

Buddig? The meat pouches? Judging you.

Bologna? Judging you. Tuna packets? Gag. If Buddig or bologna is what you can afford, that’s fine. I’m judging the people who like it.

Bread

I’m jealous of the people who buy the expensive, seedy bread. I always go for the generic honey wheat because it feels like the financially responsible choice, and it’s fine.

It’s fine.

Next time I go to the store, I’m getting the bread that’s in its own little bag – inside the bag. You know, the one that’s criss-crossed at the ends?

I deserve it.

I wanted to add Anything Un-Grocery Related to this list – but if there’s shampoo, make-up, or anything else I can get at Wal-Mart for $16 cheaper in my cart, it’s clearly an emergency.

Or it’s on clearance, like the slippers at my local grocery store last year for six bucks.