Apparently We Needed A Pumpkin
Oct. 2nd, 2008 05:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
exhilarationHonestly, I feel like the biggest loser when it comes to grocery shopping. It's the one thing I dread doing every week - and yet, if I don't do it, I have no food! First off, there is no longer public transportation in town, so if I wanted to actually go to the grocery store I would have to drive (and I have no insurance so that would be illegal, and knowing me, I would get caught, OR my car would fall apart, OR both). I guess I'm going back to getting my groceries delivered, but I really wish it just wasn't such a hassle to go to the store myself!
I miss living in Philly. I really, really do. Yes, I miss my friends, but even when I lived alone, I still miss that. If I needed something, all I had to do was walk a few blocks to a market or corner store or whatever. I never had to contend with a supermarket. The issue just never came up - I know when I had room mates they went to the supermarket. Sometimes I went along, but I was with them, so it wasn't the same thing.
So I asked Erica today if she would mind maybe possibly driving me to the grocery store - I pretty much told her that if she wants to live here she's stuck driving me around, but the grocery store is different, because it's not like she can just drop me off like she's taking me to work or something, and I really did feel bad for asking, but she said it was fine and that she should really go too so that she doesn't eat all my food (what she really meant, I'm sure, is that I don't have any food for her to eat...)
And it really wasn't a big deal, but at the same time, it was, because this was my first hassle-free grocery shopping since I've moved here. So, in over a year. I guess because I had another person with me? I guess two girls are easier to see than one, or maybe a tall girl is easier to see than a short girl, or maybe two girls are harder to push around than one, I don't know. I just know I didn't get run into or shoved into anything or butt in front of or pushed to the side like I seem to do every single other time I go to the supermarket by my self.
So anyway, I think Erica is a little bit weird about food.
I mean, I am one to talk. I am pretty particular about my food, and only about half of that is for health reasons. The other half is just me being... quirky, or whatever. But I know about myself and my food habits. SHE is something new and different!
As far as I've ever seen, Erica eats a lot. She comes in to my restaurant to pick me up at night and orders this huge nasty plate of fried everything with extra this that and the other thing, sub this and sub that. I've also seen her eat an entire pizza. A small one, but still. Ah, and I know she will get the biggest sandwich available from the sandwich shop in town and also get a salad and some type of fried side like fries or mozzarella or something, and then she'll eat a pint of ice cream right after.
So I figured she was just one of "those" girls, you know, the ones who are just tall and thin and don't work out and don't eat healthy or anything. Somehow I felt this was connected with the fact that she never washes her mascara off - she's one of "those" girls, too, who sleeps wearing mascara and it never runs down her face or gets in her eyes and gives her an infection or anything. And in case you're wondering, I know she sleeps wearing mascara because it's all on the pillows when she gets up. I'm not a hundred percent sure about this one, but I kinda suspect that she also sleeps wearing foundation and never wakes up with zits either.
So, what do I buy at the supermarket for a week? Instant cinnamon oatmeal. Eggs. Apples. An avocado. Rye bread, roast beef, fresh basil, roasted peppers, minute brown rice, seasoning packets, frozen peas and corn, tomato sauce, tuna cans, lemon juice, a cucumber, a zucchini, and an eggplant. Also toilet paper and lysol. And cranberry-blueberry juice. That's what I bought.
Erica? Wheat tortillas, organic shredded cheese, hummus, bean sprouts, pre-cooked chicken pieces, organic lentil soup cans, granola cereal, organic apples, organic salsa... - I mean, I didn't inspect her shopping that thoroughly, but I did see the pattern. Organic? Erica? Since when does she make any attempt to eat healthy? Since when does she care if something's organic?
I think Erica is like trying to out-health-food me or something, or maybe somehow she's showing off or something bizarre like that. I wanna see if she keeps shopping like this. I mean, she also bought like four six-packs of red bull and five packs of cigarettes (why not a carton I don't know) and she spent a small fortune.
I just found this to be very strange. I want to see if she actually eats all this food anyway.
My fridge is now stuffed. It's just a little fridge, not a regular whole-sized one, and everything barely fits. This is the trouble, I think, with two people using a one-person kitchen. So... I have these two old fridges that I use like closets, but also I have this other fridge someone gave me cause they heard I collect them (lol) and I don't think there is anything actually wrong with it. Meaning, I think I can plug it in and it will get cold and stuff. So... anyone who wants to help me move it from the bedroom into the... living room, I guess, or the "dining area" of the living room, anyway... like probably Erica... and by "help me" I really mean "move it for me"... yeah I am such a pain in the ass friend.
My kitchen cabinets are still in the living room, too. I forget if I mentioned they are aqua now, but they are - I painted them. They also have original 1950s handles, which is pretty cool. And in two weeks my kitchen should be totally re-done, meaning in two weeks I'll have an oven and can make a pie... mmm, pie.
And it's pie season, too :P
I told Erica, I warned her how not fun it would be to live in a house that's being remodeled - slowly - I mean, the whole place is really a wreck, and I really don't care, cause it's just been me living here, but now with her here too it's kind of embarrassing, and I keep thinking of the first time she ever came over here, when I still lived upstairs, and she was like, "ugh, how can you live like this?"
Anyway. Along with all her organic food, Erica also bought a pumpkin to sit out on the porch. Because apparently we needed one.
PS. Dear Jason Werth,
My but that is a strange ass-beard you have growing there.
Your friend,
Lara
PPS. No, I still haven't gotten over the hyphen switching :P
I miss living in Philly. I really, really do. Yes, I miss my friends, but even when I lived alone, I still miss that. If I needed something, all I had to do was walk a few blocks to a market or corner store or whatever. I never had to contend with a supermarket. The issue just never came up - I know when I had room mates they went to the supermarket. Sometimes I went along, but I was with them, so it wasn't the same thing.
So I asked Erica today if she would mind maybe possibly driving me to the grocery store - I pretty much told her that if she wants to live here she's stuck driving me around, but the grocery store is different, because it's not like she can just drop me off like she's taking me to work or something, and I really did feel bad for asking, but she said it was fine and that she should really go too so that she doesn't eat all my food (what she really meant, I'm sure, is that I don't have any food for her to eat...)
And it really wasn't a big deal, but at the same time, it was, because this was my first hassle-free grocery shopping since I've moved here. So, in over a year. I guess because I had another person with me? I guess two girls are easier to see than one, or maybe a tall girl is easier to see than a short girl, or maybe two girls are harder to push around than one, I don't know. I just know I didn't get run into or shoved into anything or butt in front of or pushed to the side like I seem to do every single other time I go to the supermarket by my self.
So anyway, I think Erica is a little bit weird about food.
I mean, I am one to talk. I am pretty particular about my food, and only about half of that is for health reasons. The other half is just me being... quirky, or whatever. But I know about myself and my food habits. SHE is something new and different!
As far as I've ever seen, Erica eats a lot. She comes in to my restaurant to pick me up at night and orders this huge nasty plate of fried everything with extra this that and the other thing, sub this and sub that. I've also seen her eat an entire pizza. A small one, but still. Ah, and I know she will get the biggest sandwich available from the sandwich shop in town and also get a salad and some type of fried side like fries or mozzarella or something, and then she'll eat a pint of ice cream right after.
So I figured she was just one of "those" girls, you know, the ones who are just tall and thin and don't work out and don't eat healthy or anything. Somehow I felt this was connected with the fact that she never washes her mascara off - she's one of "those" girls, too, who sleeps wearing mascara and it never runs down her face or gets in her eyes and gives her an infection or anything. And in case you're wondering, I know she sleeps wearing mascara because it's all on the pillows when she gets up. I'm not a hundred percent sure about this one, but I kinda suspect that she also sleeps wearing foundation and never wakes up with zits either.
So, what do I buy at the supermarket for a week? Instant cinnamon oatmeal. Eggs. Apples. An avocado. Rye bread, roast beef, fresh basil, roasted peppers, minute brown rice, seasoning packets, frozen peas and corn, tomato sauce, tuna cans, lemon juice, a cucumber, a zucchini, and an eggplant. Also toilet paper and lysol. And cranberry-blueberry juice. That's what I bought.
Erica? Wheat tortillas, organic shredded cheese, hummus, bean sprouts, pre-cooked chicken pieces, organic lentil soup cans, granola cereal, organic apples, organic salsa... - I mean, I didn't inspect her shopping that thoroughly, but I did see the pattern. Organic? Erica? Since when does she make any attempt to eat healthy? Since when does she care if something's organic?
I think Erica is like trying to out-health-food me or something, or maybe somehow she's showing off or something bizarre like that. I wanna see if she keeps shopping like this. I mean, she also bought like four six-packs of red bull and five packs of cigarettes (why not a carton I don't know) and she spent a small fortune.
I just found this to be very strange. I want to see if she actually eats all this food anyway.
My fridge is now stuffed. It's just a little fridge, not a regular whole-sized one, and everything barely fits. This is the trouble, I think, with two people using a one-person kitchen. So... I have these two old fridges that I use like closets, but also I have this other fridge someone gave me cause they heard I collect them (lol) and I don't think there is anything actually wrong with it. Meaning, I think I can plug it in and it will get cold and stuff. So... anyone who wants to help me move it from the bedroom into the... living room, I guess, or the "dining area" of the living room, anyway... like probably Erica... and by "help me" I really mean "move it for me"... yeah I am such a pain in the ass friend.
My kitchen cabinets are still in the living room, too. I forget if I mentioned they are aqua now, but they are - I painted them. They also have original 1950s handles, which is pretty cool. And in two weeks my kitchen should be totally re-done, meaning in two weeks I'll have an oven and can make a pie... mmm, pie.
And it's pie season, too :P
I told Erica, I warned her how not fun it would be to live in a house that's being remodeled - slowly - I mean, the whole place is really a wreck, and I really don't care, cause it's just been me living here, but now with her here too it's kind of embarrassing, and I keep thinking of the first time she ever came over here, when I still lived upstairs, and she was like, "ugh, how can you live like this?"
Anyway. Along with all her organic food, Erica also bought a pumpkin to sit out on the porch. Because apparently we needed one.
PS. Dear Jason Werth,
My but that is a strange ass-beard you have growing there.
Your friend,
Lara
PPS. No, I still haven't gotten over the hyphen switching :P
