If we do ever face a global nuclear holocaust, I stand to be in pretty good shape to ride it out. I just hope I don’t have to find an English/North Korean dictionary beforehand…

The reason I feel so confident is that over the last few years, I have detected a new pattern in my grocery shopping habits. Back when we used to live in a much smaller home, we tended to just buy enough groceries to get through from payday to payday.

When we moved into our last home, there was more than enough room to stockpile a few things, which we started to do. Good deal on Spaghetti-O’s?? Get a case!! Nominal saving on a flat of baking soda?? Our fridge and freezer will never be stinky again!!

Anything from cases of soda pop to boxes of generic granola bars would find a way into our vehicle, and ultimately a nook or cranny in our home. Costco issued a restraining order on my bulk legume purchases…

So, now that we are temporarily housed in an apartment-style condo until we take possession of our new home, I find I have to compromise when I see awesome deals on 3-ply Kleenex. If I can’t store it in the trunk of our car, I am not allowed to bring it home. It’s like living under the uncomfortable hand of a despot government!

In our kitchen, I recently tried to hide a second tub of coffee under a well-placed napkin on the counter, and was busted when I tipped over a 7-liter jug of Kool-Aid.

Last weekend, Krispy Crème Doughnuts gave us a 2-for-1 certificate, and I am literally dying to fill my freezer with their honey-glazed orbs of tantalizing delight. However, we currently have a freezer full of Tiger prawns, scored off of a large unmarked cube van parked alongside the highway the other day.

I do still wonder if the truck should have had some sort of refrigeration system…

Chow for now!!