Sunday, March 7, 2010

The Bacon Standard

We got a new Winco this week. Super exciting news for us poor folk. Especially because they had a Grand Opening Week sale. We got a circular in the mail with coupons that were good through today, and they were all things we use at really great prices.

These coupons were SO good that we totally went dumpster diving at the Post Office. Tons of people had thrown the circular away and we grabbed them up. We gave a few away, but kept at least six. We only were able to get there three times, but each time we came home with a cart full of groceries for $40. It was the most excitement we've had in a long time. It was the kind of excitement that most people only feel in Vegas. We're that pathetic. We're that cheap.

One of the coupons was for bacon. 98 cent bacon! Fantastic! The limit was 2, so we've got six packages of bacon in our freezer just waiting to become BLTs. With all this bacon in the house, it's hard to think about anything else. I didn't realize how bad it had become until tonight, when Kai described something as costing "only a dollar" and Chris responded that "HELLO! Do you even REALIZE that we could get a package of BACON for that?!?!"

He's now announced that we will be referring to the value of things not in dollars, but in the bacon equivalent. We don't follow the gold standard, we follow the bacon standard. I don't know if I should be proud or embarrassed.


The Henriksons said...

I totally know what you mean. I was snagging extra coupons off of any one not using their coupons!! My kids keep asking what the bacon is for!! They are not use to seeing it in the fridge. Yeah Winco!!

Photographs n Memories said...

Winco.... Bre & I keep joking that they are going to KNOW US BY NAME because we went i swear EVERY freaking day this last week. My dad planned a trip the MORNING it opened just to get doughnuts! ... and the bacon... we we got that too... and low and behold... we had BLT's for dinner tonight :)

Sam said...

That is really really funny. My son's teenage son asked for money for Christmas and then commenced an hour long diatribe about currency, greenbacks, dinero, being his ONLY desire. Ultimate comment was HE was pretty sure no country had socks for currency. Same same, right? ;)


Congratulations on becoming a grandma! I had no idea!

Sam said...

HAHA! That's so funny, Becky. My FRIEND'S teenage son. There, that clears up the confusion that Tristan actually could have a teenage son. So funny.

jlcumber said...

Too funny!!!! :) He would swim in it like the rich Uncle Duck (not remembering his name) does in his money.