Since Babygirl went off to college, grocery shopping is happening every third week or so.  She was the one who reminded me that we needed fresh fruits and vegetables in the house.  She was the one who liked having pudding in the fridge or Oreos in the cabinet.  Now, we have Oreos when Hubs wants them. We get chips to go along with hamburgers or hoagies for dinner. I buy fresh veggies when I have a new recipe to try or when it’s just too nice looking to pass up.  Other than that, I don’t notice until I need more than two things.

This week, we had empty cabinets. I was down to the last two rolls of toilet paper. I had ketchup, tomato paste, ramen noodles and creamed corn in the cupboard.  I had three half full Gatorades, vinegar, and olives in the fridge. It was sad. I wandered in a triangle….cupboard, fridge, freezer looking for a snack that was nowhere to be found.

So Hubs and I trudged off to the Acme armed with coupons, ads and list. We were ready for business. And so we shopped…..and shopped.

They say it’s a mistake to shop hungry and Hubs and I know this to be a fact. This night, we had eaten dinner and we were not hungry. For some reason, it made little difference. We got lots of meat that was on sale and lots of stuff that we had coupons for. I guess that two weeks of not having snacks in the house made us crazy. Our eyes glazed over as we went down the chip aisle. I grabbed Doritos, he grabbed corn chips. We strolled the cookie aisle where I grabbed macadamia cookies, he grabbed Oreos and we both grabbed cheez-its. In the dairy aisle, we wanted cheese, ice cream, and did I already mention cheese? Since Babygirl’s friend was taking her birthday presents to the college, I bought bananas- some for her and some for me. And I didn’t pass over the oranges.

We got home and unpacked the bags, loading up the cabinets, fridge and freezer. I was filled with such a feeling of satisfaction. I could relax. I had food in the house. And now, I could go sit next to Hubs to watch some tv, with my feet up.

But first? A snack to enjoy while sitting there…

I walked the triangle once again. I went from the cabinet…looking at the chips….to the cupboard….looking at the cookies….to fridge and freezer…looking at the fruit and ice cream.

I almost wept with frustration.

There is too much and it hurt my brain to decide.

Fuck it. I did a shot of Southern Comfort and went to watch tv in bed instead.

Yesterday, Hubs took me to the movies. We like to go to the movies once a month or so, depending on what is out there. I think the last one we saw was “The Expendables” (I have an opinion on that that I will let you in on in a second) But this time we went to see “Red”. I was so excited at seeing this because so many of my favorite stars were in it and I wanted to see Helen Mirren blow some shit up.

“Red” ……”Retired: Extremely Dangerous”

We (and by ‘we’ I mean ‘he’) thought the movie was supposed to start at 1:40. When we got there, we learned that it was actually going to start at 2:10. That’s a nice long wait. However, this gave us an opportunity to do something that we rarely do….get seats that were dead center of the theater. I love those seats. I am not assaulted by the soundtrack that booms out of speakers directly on one side of me. I see the entire screen head-on rather than off to the side. I don’t have to tilt my head back because I am too close and I don’t get distracted by the doors opening and closing because I am too far back. We also managed to take our time at the concession stand. We didn’t feel rushed by lots of people who were all anxious to see the same movie at the same time trying to get popcorn from the same poor harried girl. I have a feeling we will do that again some time.

The next thing I noticed, was that this was “Senior Citizen Time” . We went to the movie so early because we had no other plans for the day. It was something to do. But we were surrounded by old people!  ”Oh dear”, “My Goodness” and “Well that was violent!”  was heard more than once during the movie. It was a far cry from hearing someone yelling “Fuck Yeah!” when the bad guy gets blown up! A young guy dared to speak during the beginning of the film (it’s one of my peeves and I was highly annoyed.) An old fellow turned around and yelled out ,”If ya wanna talk you can walk the hell out. I sure as hell don’t wanna listen to you talk about cool the movie is. WE KNOW. WE’RE WATCHING IT TOO!”  That is the best thing about old people. They’re too old to give a fuck about making a scene!

This movie was great. If you’ve ever seen an action movie with Morgan Freeman, John Malkovich, or Bruce Willis, you need to see this one. They haven’t lost a thing. It had a smart premise, it was well acted, the stunts weren’t ‘over-the-top’ and it was funny. Helen Mirren? Funny, funny lady and she was a gem as spy who missed killing people. To see her in an evening gown and army boots shooting a machine gun was a joy.

 Now this is where I need to tell you about “The Expendables”. I feel that a comparison needs to be made. We saw that one and I was disappointed in it. The story line was ‘meh’ , but I didn’t expect much because it was written by Sly Stallone. I expected big booms and corny “I’ll-fuck-you-up” dialog. But…..I thought they tried too hard. The booms were too big and unbelievable. Stallone as a hero just doesn’t cut it anymore. Mickey Rourke was under used in it as was Jason Statham. I don’t know why it wasn’t better. It had all the old action stars and had the potential to be a really great flick. ”Red” was just better. Go see it.

Now the last thing.

Why do we have to sit through the end credits to get one last tidbit? The first few movies that did it actually dangled a carrot of what was going to come in the future. Then it turned into a somewhat funny joke. Now, it’s just stupid and annoying. Everyone jumps out of their seat and makes their way to the exits where they all stand around-blocking the aisles- to see if something is going to be there at the end. “The lights didn’t come on yet! That means a “last scene” ” . I’m tired of them and they have to stop. How about this?  The end. Cast: list the main actors. “Last scene” and then all the other credits. DONE!

Fade to Black.

Every time I check in here, I am surprised that so much time has gone by.

I have begun to go off my wellbutrin. Let’s just say…….I am miserable and it sucks and we can leave it at that.

My thyroid is jacked up. The previous doctor didn’t keep very good tabs on it and the new doc immediately upped my dosage. Now I am up and moving around and I’m hungry and I’m burning it off and I talk with run on sentences and I barely take a breath between words and I use the words “and” and “you know” like a teenager.

And then I get miserable again.

But I am smiling and happy that things are changing.

Babygirl came home on Thursday and she will be home until Tuesday. It is so nice having her and the BF and BFF coming and going. Bandit is getting all the loving he can and he sleeps with her right now because…..

I hurt my foot and I am currently on crutches. What did I do, you ask? I don’t have a fucking clue. Really.

I had gone out with the gang on Saturday night wearing a pair of cute boots. (Not even the ones with the highest heel!!) I never tripped or fell, but I did dance a bit. Around 1:30am, as we were leaving breakfast, I thought, “Jeez, my foot hurts!” I chalked it up to wearing boots that I haven’t worn since last winter. I got home at about 2 and when I tried to pull said boot off my foot it was tight. My right foot immediately began to swell, but I was drun–, um, a wee bit intoxicated. I guess that is why I didn’t feel such bad pain.

When I woke up, my foot was swollen and I couldn’t put weight on it. Needless to say, Hubs and I spent Sunday afternoon in the hospital, getting x-rays and crutches. (It’s not ‘visibly broken’ and if it still hurts by mid-week, I need to see a specialist….because God knows, I don’t see enough of them!)

So there you have it…sucks and smiles…..but with Babygirl home, those smiles are HUGE!!