You know what it’s like – people are coming over for drinks, or you need to go to a happy hour, and you feel compelled to bring something. Once upon a time jatz biscuits and some chunks of cheddar cheese would suffice (maybe some pickled onions or gerkins if you were lucky). But these days most people run to the supermarket and buy several expensive chunks of super special cheese, smoked meat, dips and expensive cheese crackers. The last time I went to one of these get togethers we were so full from cheese and meat and pate and everything else I could hardly fit in the rest of the meal.
This week I went shopping. I really went shopping. For the first time in months I used a shopping trolley and I piled things up in it, digging into my kitty and spending a huge $78.05 (still much less than the average weekly shop).
I survived my $50/week grocery challenge, doing it from early September until Christmas. Actually I found it so beneficial that I have decided to adopt it as a permanent challenge. Well, at least for a year and preferably to the end of 2017. I have already been maintaining it for six months.
Before Christmas I enjoyed a lovely evening sitting at an upper end seafood restaurant in Canberra’s swanky new foreshore and marina area, where I enjoyed a seven course chef’s selection with matching wines and gins. It was a beautiful, mild summer evening. Mr Red Sports Car and I were happy and relaxed, enjoying the textures and tastes of each new dish that was presented to us. People at nearby tables were celebrating. It was a happy moment – La Dolce Vita, the sweet life. Yet I feel a bit guilty in admitting I was there.
It sure feels like summer. 39 degrees Celsius on Monday, the first day that school went back here in Canberra for little preschoolers like Little A. And not much cooler during the week. This weekend is forecast to be hot once again – in the high 30s.
I arrived back home in Canberra just after a whirlwind tour of Taiwan. What fun! I ate and ate and ate some more, and occasionally did a bit of hiking and Youbike cycling and relaxing in the hot springs. Then I arrived home – to an empty fridge.