I took a little jaunt to The Dollar Tree around noon, after dropping the boys off to register for their bowling league. The Pony and his group won 1st Place at the State Youth Bowling Tournament last spring. I didn't brag then, because the results didn't reach us until last week. The Pony is quite underwhelmed by the entire ordeal. I believe his exact quote was, "Huh."
But getting back to The Dollar Tree... Did you know that everything in there is a dollar? It's true! I bet that's how it got its name! I usually just buy our movie candy there, but today I bought back-to-school snacks. You know, that junk food that I keep in a file cabinet drawer so my boys don't wheedle $5 a day out of me for the vending machines. They are ravenous at 2:56 p.m. The boys, not the vending machines, silly. The vending machines are already full of snacks. I suppose most 12- and 15-year-old boys are famished when the final bell rings. The kids in my classes declare that they are starving all the live-long day.
I stocked up on dried pineapple bits, peanuts, beef jerky, sunflower seeds, Teddy Grahams in cinnamon and honey varieties, generic Funyuns, generic Gardetto Snakens, and some sugar-free butterscotch candies for Farmer H. He's not at school with us, but I had to get him something. We already have water chilling in the mini-fridge, but I need to add some diet soda and Sprite to my list. Hey! A 12 oz. can is better than a 20 oz bottle from the vending machine. Wise choices, people. The lesser of two evils.
And because I worked so hard at hunting and gathering the snacks, I treated myself to three new books. Which cost me $3.
Cheaper than a single day of after-school vending-machine extortion.