So I did it!  What’s this momentous occasion you wonder?  I finally went grocery shopping for the first time in September!  The first couple of weeks weren’t bad at all… I still had leftovers from the parents’ visit and lots of odds and ends in the freezer.  Then I really had to get creative.  By last week, I was pretty desperate.  I had eaten way too much take-out and a few too many dinners consisting entirely of pretzels and diet coke.  But yesterday I hit rock bottom…

I stopped at the drugstore on the way to work to grab something to take for lunch.  I spied something that looked edible on the bottom shelf of the fridge case.  I squatted down to check it out… but I suddenly found myself eye-to-eye with a big, nasty dill pickle.  This thing was practically yellow and swimming in a plastic pouch of rancid pickle essences and juices.  I gagged.  This isn’t something I’d ever want to be 6 inches away from… and especially not at 6:30 in the morning!  Mental note:  Must.  Buy.  Food.  Today.

That pickle scared me straight.  I will never be without food in the house again.  I plan on spending my whole life avoiding that pickle.  You know that thing will still be there when I die… mocking me from its juicy hyperbaric chamber.