i heart food

yes, i heart food. but what can i eat? i have a craving for... something. but what? i need to go down to the kitchen. but is there anything there? i swear.. i live at the freakin grocery store. i try my best NOT to go more than once a week. but i ultimately do. i make a list. i have a plan. i will not step forth in the money pit for two weeks after this shop. but i do. where is it? where is all this magical food? did i lose a bag or two on the way home? did the grocery clerk forget to place a few bags in my cart? i have piles of grocery receipts stating that i was in fast there. i can say with certainty that i do not have two hundred dollars worth of grub in my kitchen. shall i just save the receipts to use as kindling? you know, when the bank says 'sorry, no money left. it was all spent at heb' and then I am out of house and home on the streets? i can try my best to save money. i gather the coupons. i clip the coupons. i file the coupons. do i use the coupons? of course not because simple math tells me that the generic is the way to go. so i should have a smaller bill and bigger bags right? i should still have menu choices seven days after i've shopped right? i should be able to find myself a damn snack after the kids are in bed and i want to chill in front of the tube... right?? alas, the luck in not there. i have nothing. i have nothing but the momentum to complain here about how i heart food.