Well, hamburger at the butcher shop is now $8 a pound. Steak is between $14 and $18 a pound, while bacon wrapped filets are $10 apiece.

I think we’re going to be eating a lot of chicken and hot dogs for the next few months.

Luckily, my darling wife has been hoarding hams and turkeys when they’ve gone on sale over the past few months. Guess what’s on the menu this weekend?

———————–

While getting the ingredients to make nachos at Kroger today, I noticed that both jalapeno peppers and apple cider were on sale.

The jalapenos got washed, cut, and canned in dill pickle juice. Never made that before, so we’ll see how that turns out.

Two bottles of cider were mixed with some cinnamon and cloves, a little sugar, and several packets of pectin. The results were 12 half-pints of apple jelly and 4 pints of the same. Never made this before, either, so we’ll have to see how it set up after it cools down from the ‘boiling lava’ stage.

Tune in later for more ‘I gotta get cheap food put up now because these prices are merely stupid and will likely go up to immoral later” theater.

———————–

Speaking of Kroger, they had a dozen roses for $8, so I splurged and got two dozen. They make the house look better, and their presense keeps my wife’s delicate hands from doing that whole ‘grasp the husband by the neck until color comes back to your vision’ thing.

———————–

The lawn mower was finally delivered yesterday, running as good as new. I was going to give it a spin last night, but weather intervened. You see, I made the mistake of watering the garden yesterday while I had my coffee, which means that of course we got high winds and driving rain right around dinnertime.

Oh, well, this just gives the grass another day or so to grow.

Now that I think of it, the maple trees are starting to shed leaves. Going to be adding both green and brown to the lawn this week.

It’s all fun and games until you realize that the puppy is chewing on an iPhone.

It’s all fun and games until you realize that the puppy is not, in fact, getting a drink. She is, in fact, dancing with all four paws in the water dish.

It’s all fun and games until you’re folding laundry and start to wonder how you can discreetly get to the ladies clothing store and back before your wife finds out that the puppy has developed a taste for her unmentionables.

It’s all fun and games when your son is taking both college and high school classes, then his mother finds out that fall, Christmas, winter, and spring breaks don’t line up across both schools.

It’s all fun and games for your darling wife to plan a date night, but she is so cryptic about what you’re going to be doing and where you’re going to be going that you start trying to figure out how many guns and blades you can carry and still look nice in a restaurant.