I have fond memories of spending Thanksgiving morning in my PJ’s in front of the TV watching the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade. Now, it usually involves cooking while watching the parade, but nonetheless, the parade is always part of the day. A few years ago, my aunt moved to New York and happens to live near the start of the parade. I visited her for her first Thanksgiving in NYC and was so excited to see the parade in real life. I soon found out that unless you camp out the night before or are seven feet tall, you can’t see diddly squat. [read more]
I went on my biannual trip to Costco to save money by buying in bulk, of course. This is great in theory, until I usually end up spending $300 on anything and everything I might ever need. Two years worth of gum, a new swim suit, and some good ole Ling Ling potstickers to name a few. Luckily, besides some popsicles that melted on the way home, my worst impulse buy this time around was a huge package of strawberries. Six dollars for a million strawberries! How can you beat that? It’s great and all if you have some people to share with, but I live by myself. How could I possibly manage to eat a Costco-sized container of strawberries before they went bad?