Actually, I must be living with my head in a hole in the ground like a big ostrich! Why? you ask. I went grocery shopping today and about had a heart attack! How do families eat?!?! One orange was 78 cents!! A bag of apples was about $7!! A gallon of Prairie Farms milk was $5!
Good grief!! If minimum wage is $8.25 an hour (not sure if it’s more) then a person has to work an hour to buy a bag of apples and one orange. I’m just amazed at the price of food. It’s rather unbelievable.
If I had a family today, I would make a pen in my backyard and raise chickens for eggs and Sunday dinner; a pig for my bacon; and raise a garden. I don’t think I have room for a cow, but one of my friend’s could raise the cow, and we could barter. Then I see these people, who have no money, smoking, and I wonder what they have to give up to keep that vice… or what their children have to give up for them to keep it. But I do not understand addictions and do not want to cast any assumptions toward anyone who has an addiction. The Good Lord knows we all have our big and little demons that we fight. I have plenty of questions about why I do this or why I do that to keep me guessing at answers. No need to look around for more.
Except I have to ask: what is the deal with food being so outrageously expensive? Since I’m a cereal freak and a peanut butter freak, with no one to really feed but me, I don’t shop that often.
Jeez Lou-eeze! I may have to rethink my Momma Magazine Menu Meals for everyone’s birthday. Closed due to Momma refusing to pay outlandish prices for food!
And to think, I had dates already in place for all you all. Darn it.