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My Little Pony’s Tat

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I was over at a friend’s house the other day when she busted out her My Little Pony set.  No, not to play with.  She’s going to try and sell them on E-Bay.I was a little too old for the whole pony craze and never paid much attention to them. 

Is it just me, or is that the My Little Pony version of a Tramp Stamp on each of their hindquarters? 

Yeah, my friend became very defensive about her ponies when I asked her that, too.

Dessert at Denny’s

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J-Girl and I have been doing a dessert night almost weekly.  It’s been a trick to try and find the ultimate place for a sweet treat.  A couple weeks ago I discovered Denny’s is offering a Peanut Butter extravaganza.  Peanut butter shakes and pies, oh my!  It just so happens that I like peanut butter.  I patiently waited for J-Girl’s schedule to open up so that I, er, we could indulge.

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Please sir, can I have some more?

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Budget:   a plan specifying how resources, especially time or money, will be allocated or spent during a particular period (Encarta Dictionary).

I am not what you would call a good budgeter.  It’s not that I’m a bad budgeter – unless by bad you mean entirely not budgeting then, yes, I am pretty horrible.  The thing is I believe in budgets.  I believe in living within my means.  I believe in being resourceful and thrifty.  In theory.  When it comes to practice, well, let’s just leave it at that. 

Naturally, I have an excuse.  I didn’t say I have a reason – only an excuse.  And here’s my justification that really is more of a rationalization but that is okay because someday I’m sure it will be my vindication:  I hate math.  I try to figure out a budget but when I look at numbers all I see is ^&*()*^%$##.  And that makes no sense, right?

Since I know budgets are so important (and getting increasingly so) I have made certain rules.  I don’t spend more than $3 per lunch at work.  Why I decided $3 is my limit, I’m not sure.  But I’m proud as punch when I find deals for $2.50.  I feel just like an efficient budgeter. 

I’m not going to lie.  A $3.00 meal means making sacrifices.  Like sometimes I forgo taste. Usually, however, I lose out on satiating my hunger.  Those Lean Cuisines are always a bargain buy.  But I have discovered the reason is because I can eat a whole cuisine in three bites.   I have to refrain from licking the tray in an attempt to get just a little more. 

I have found the two pizzas in a box fit inside my pseudo-budget quite nicely.  One box can feed me for two lunches.  Sort of.  While I’m heating a pizza in the microwave my co-workers will comment how good it smells.  Then the buzzer goes off and they look at my little round disc.  That’s usually when I get asked, “Do you want some of my lunch?”

“No, thanks,” I say stoically.  “This is just right.”  But that’s a lie.  Today I spent almost five minutes scraping off the melted cheese from the cardboard. 

When I got home I was so hungry that I treated myself to McDonald’s.  And no, I did not order off the dollar menu.  

So much for my pseudo-budget.

Miniatures Make the World Better

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I’ve always loved miniatures.  A screwdriver is just a screwdriver unless it’s a tiny one.  Then I must confiscate it.  And I would.  Mom used to have a little screwdriver, I guess for glasses or just really tiny screws.  Whenever I’d see it I’d take it.  There’s this motto that everyone in my life should get used to.  The motto is, “If it’s a teeny-tiny (fill in the blank) it’s Corina’s,” because it is or it will be as soon as I make it so.   I will take it.  If the tiny screwdriver was missing, she would look for it in my room and find it.  She’d put it away until I’d find it and again remove it to a better place (my room).

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