I'm in charge of dessert for a few friends playing cards tomorrow night. I wanted to make an apple tart, but my apples have gone bad, so I took a late night trip to HEB for apples and cream cheese. The apples are for the tart, which I've never made, and the cream cheese is for a back-up cheese cake--just in case the tart is a flop.
It's always good to have a Plan B. Especially when dessert is involved.
I didn't want to deal with cash and change, and I refuse to use my debit or credit cards for purchases less than double digits, so I picked up a case of DDP (Diet Dr Pepper) to flesh out my bill, enabling me to use a card guilt-free. As I roamed the store, I found a few other staples I was getting low on, so I picked them up as well. Might as well take full advantage of the crowdless condition of the store.
I also picked up filler flowers.
I love fresh flowers on the dinning room table, so I usually pick up a small bouquet every week or so, depending on how long they last. When the flowers start to fade I freshen up the bouquet by tossing the dying flowers, retrimming the stems of the remaining flowers, changing out the water, and using the new bouquest to fill in the holes left in original bouquet. By rotating the new new smaller bouquet into the remins of the earlier bouquet, rather than spending $15-$30 each week on a fuller bouquet that is dead by the end of the week, I end up with an equally full bouquet, that always appears fresh. And, I only spend $4-$7 on the original bouquet, plus the $4 filler at the end of the week. I love a deal where I save money.
I'm now home, the groceries are unloaded and put away, the flowers are trimmed and looking georgous on my table, my bank account is $80 lighter, and I'm about to make the apple tart for tomorrow night.
The apple tart will have to be good, because I returned home sans cream cheese.
Yeppers, I went to HEB for two things: apples and cream cheese. I returned home without the cream cheese.
So much for Plan B.
Plan C is an After-Work Deli Dessert Purchase.
About Me
- Loulymar
- My bags are packed and I'm always ready to seek out an adventure with Bandit and Moggy in tow. Bandit is my thirteen year old Chinese Crested, who I frequently call The Bald One or The BaldOne Boy (like he was one of the Baldwin Brothers). Moggy’s full name is Pip-Moggy. He’s my two year old gansta-resuce kitty. I couldn’t decide between Pip (which are the spots on die and domino tiles) and Moggy (or Moggie when I mistakenly thought he was a she), so I combined the two. Moggy refers to the British term for "cat of unknown parentage .” So in essence, I have an almost bald dog, and I’ve named my cat “Spot.”
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