or, alternatively, ‘Men don’t make passes, at girls who drink glasses of milk…..
Do you recon I can convince my girls of this? Or milk gives you zits or ??????
We gotta reduce our milk consumption. I just popped down to the supermarket, now I have been a bad little frugalite and have NO IDEA how much milk costs. I need it, it doesn’t go on ‘special’ so I just buy it. Normally it is part of a basket of stuff, I don’t think I have ever just bought milk on it’s own.
I bought 3 litres of Rev low fat milk. It was $6.10. *boggle*
I had to hold myself up at the counter.
We go through a 3 litre bottle in 2 days. Thats $21.35 on milk per week. Don’t add up per year, I couldn’t handle seeing the number. To top it off DH and DS can’t drink milk and I only have it in my coffee. These girls gotta start drinking something else.
What kills me though, my girls are healthy. They don’ t drink soft drink and have cordial occasionally. It’s water or milk. Well not anymore my little chickidees. Not unless you get a part time job to support your low fat, calcium and protein fortified Moo juice habit.
It’s due to the drought I am told. Everything is going up in price, except what I am paid for my sweat and tears Mr Howard.
Boo has a golden delicious habit. His sisters support it and join him in his addiction. We go through 5 kilos of apples a week at least, @ $6 a kilo. LALALALALA *hands over ears* don’t tell me what that is a week I don’t wanna know. And then there is all the other fruit…… Too loves red capsicum to snack on, last lot I bought was $7.95 a kilo!
Meat. Shhhh, don’t say that out loud or the carnivores will start salivating and I will have to mop the floor again. I am only buying meat when it is less than $5 per meal. I had to head high tackle some grey haired biatch blocking my chance to grab a discounted beef roast with her ‘walking frame’. Walking frame, yeah right, you are just trying to hide all the discounted meat lady. GET OUT OF MY WAY! I have teenagers to feed! Nah, I didn’t really do that. I went up to the poor old dear and said ‘Let me hold that for you, it looks heavy’. When she handed it over, I hightailed it out of there!
Nah, that didn’t happen either. She took it and I cried.
The cost of feeding my hoard is killing me. Literally. I have grey hairs popping out every day, Dr Lewins secret formula ain’t cutting it for combating the lines appearing on my face. I have to take a paper bag with me to the supermarket to stop me hyperventilating at the checkout.
DH has to get a job. Mummy needs some botox.