I hit the joint, opened my computer, and went to send a message to one of the girls in one of my group chats. In said group chat, another sis had dropped that Skip Bayless lawsuit.
Baby. Listen.
I know Shannon Sharpe somewhere rubbing his feet together and cackling between hits of the Black & Mild.
I’m not here to litigate whether the accusations against Skip are true or not, nor am I entertaining any discussion about the allegations made against Joy Taylor. I’ve seen how nasty the rhetoric is getting online, and it’s more than a little gross. We won’t be doing that over here.
I just think the idea of Skip offering someone $1.5 million for sex and her being like, “Nah. Not even with Shannon’s dick” is hilarious as fuck, and I’m high, and I’m laughing.
I also saw someone refer to a vagina as “nature’s credit card” during this discussion, and I’m going to be using that from now on.
Here, nigga, let me swipe my card.
My kinda Sunday love
Today was slow and easy for me.
I slept in late, got up, took the dog out, then came in and cooked breakfast for both of us.
She got a scrambled egg with her kibble, and I had eggs scrambled with Boursin (yes, I’m addicted) and everything bagel seasoning. I ate the eggs with an entire medium-sized Haas avocado, and when I tell you it was the most filling breakfast ever? It truly was.
It was accompanied by a gigantic mug of espresso with oat milk creamer. I haven’t bought coffee in weeks now. Please clap.
After breakfast, I watched an episode of The Night Agent (I know; I’m late), and then I took a long, hot shower and washed and conditioned my hair.
I slathered myself in body butter and body oil. I have enough of that Trader Joe’s Brazi Nut Body Butter to last me until it comes back in season again, and I do the popular combination of using it along with the lemongrass coconut body oil, and your girl be walking around here smelling delicious and feeling soft as fuck.
It felt good to take my time pampering myself, and once I was done, I relaxed and read more of Parable of the Sower. This book is just as good and engrossing as it was the first time I read it, and the fact that I am now living in the same timeline makes it even more poignant.
Groceries are too damn high!
After bathing, pampering, reading, and relaxing, I went to the grocery store to get things for this week.
I went to Ralph’s because the Jenny O ground turkey is on sale for $3.99, and I wanted to get some so I could make Lady’s food (more on this later).
Foster Farms chicken is also on sale with a buy one get one free deal, so I got two packs of wings, and I promised myself that I wouldn’t fry them this week when I cook them; I will bake them.
That’s not really the point of why I mentioned grocery shopping, though.
I’m normally a Trader Joe’s girly. Their groceries are very reasonAs iably priced, and I feel like I get a lot of bang for my buck there, but if I’m being honest, there are still some things I need to go to the regular grocery store for.
I was in Ralph’s having sticker shock. Why are grocery stores so expensive?
A pound of butter at Trader Joe’s is $3.99. A regular carton of eggs is also $3.99. The prices for those same items at Ralph’s were nearly double.
As I shift into making more home-cooked meals, I realize I am going to have to make three separate store runs — and that’s not including the regular Target run — to get the things I need.
Produce is much cheaper at Sprouts. Boursin, which is like $8 at the regular grocery store, is nearly half that at Trader Joe’s. There are also some Trader Joe’s products that I truly love and will always buy. Other staples and specialty items I need — especially from national brands — will have to come from Ralph’s or one of the other grocery stores, and yes, I am now becoming that lady making multiple grocery shopping trips.
How do you manage your grocery shopping? Do you go to just one store, or is it a combination of more than one store?
We gotta figure this shit out as a people, man.
It’s getting late, and I need to get to bed.
I’ll see y’all tomorrow.
I love Target to see what trends are in style and for period products and snacks, but Publix has what I want and need for food and real groceries. I think it’s interesting how it can genuinely be taxing to go to multiple shops for the catch-all of groceries, but having a store that sells everything is a rare commodity compared to history where everyone sold their own special and specific thing.
I have been this lady for 2 decades, and don’t let me run across a sake and I have a coupon…. I am now becoming that lady making multiple grocery shopping trips.