
I'm sure you've all seen the spoof of a gas station price sign that says the cost of regular is "An Arm," the cost of mid-grade is "A Leg" and supreme is "Both." Well, that's how I'm starting to feel when I leave the grocery store.
I could understand it when gas prices were skyrocketing. But now that the price has come down some, it seems like the prices in the store just keep rising. When I went for groceries this weekend, I came home with six bags and a $100 bill. And I didn't even buy any of the pricey items, like meat or cereal. I kept wondering what in the world I bought for $100 that fit in so few bags.
Today, we went to Target to get pull ups for Connor and some other essentials, like tissues and toilet paper. I nearly had a stroke when the clerk told me my bill was $67. I had two bags of stuff, and it came to $67.
At this rate, we're going to have to raise our own cows and chickens and have a garden, because pretty soon, I won't be able to afford real food at the store anymore.

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