[IngaLisa]

So, hubs decided we needed to put away more food for storage...you know, rice, beans etc.:idea: The stuff you really hate to spend money on and wish your grown kids would perhaps put more effort into.

So, we hit the grocery store a few times in the last two weeks. I have been generally successful with this. I went $1 over our budget that we set. Darn close given I just threw stuff from my list into the carts.

Today, I hit the candy aisle. (in all my preps, I have never done this.) You know, for the grandkids to have a treat now and then as we sit in our hidey-hole.

I truly meant to make trail mix and squirrel it away, truly, I did.....well, one large bag is almost gone.

I have no one to blame but myself.:sad: Hubby is having the last laugh, because he said I would eat them, alas, he was right. I am telling myself, I bought an extra bag, because I planned to eat them....but, really, between you and me, I didn't. I ate my prep.

I better stick to rice and beans.

 

[Verteidiger]

It's okay - I eat my preps, too, truth be known. I look at it as a reward for planning ahead.

Candy is good for boosting morale and keeping people's spirits up. I always get peanuts and cashews, and walnuts, pecans or pistachios once in awhile as a special treat.

Prepping should be fun in addition to being worthwhile.

My prep of the day was putting rail ladders on three of my guns. It was a fun evening project, and protects the guns from damage to the rails. Plus, it looks cool and keeps the rails from acting like a cheese grater against bare skin.

And, I confess, I ate some cashews when I took a break. And I liked it...!

 

[IngaLisa]

I totally enjoyed eating my prep.;-) I'm not even feeling so guilty any more, maybe because earlier today, I picked me up a nice but used (and probably old) Union, Made in the USA pitchfork:evil: at the flea market. I bet the devil made me eat my prep, lol. As I was leaving the flea market, a man asked my husband if he picked that up for me for Mother's Day. I told him, 'No, I am getting a broom!'