Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Return Of The Pomegranate ...

I heart me a pomegranate like whoa.

My adult learner couldn't make it to tutoring last night, so I sucked it up and went to the grocery store. Mostly because I wanted to use my Baggu bags again, even though the young punk doing the bagging tried to hate on me, and if you think I didn't bust out my big 36 and give him a friendly-but-authoritative tongue-lashing, you're wrong. Just because you grew up in the ghetto doesn't mean you cannot be - or at least respect - green, my brother.

I was thrilled, however, to see that quality pomegranates were in the hizzouse! I had to buy two, at $2.99 each so they were 10% of my grocery bill, but they'll be worth it, just like I'm worth it, dammit!

I have the Vacation Chubby to sort out prior to Thanksgiving. You can only eat so many guacamole and chips before your PermaBelly v.2.0 is like "Oooooh, my my my, we must be in upgrade mode."

Uhm, no. No, we're not.

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