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I suppose my days of fast food and pizza delivery are over. Tonight I thought I ‘d treat myself and order pizza for dinner. I haven’t had pizza in ages.

I went to the site, put in my standard order (which always includes pasta or a salad for the next night), pulled up my cart and probably would have fallen off my chair if it wasn’t an office chair with arms. I was facing a $56.00 order. Never have I ever bought that much fast food except when arranging a pizza party for my class.

I’m well aware food prices have increased, as have utility costs. I might have actually placed the order if I thought any of the increased price was used for increased wages for the workers so they too could face higher food and utility costs. I canceled my way out of that sucker and went on a GrubHub hunt for a special. A real special, not an arbitrary “any pizza” price.

I ended up at a Mediterranean restaurant and ordered falafel and something called schwarma fries. It was still more than I wanted to pay for a meal, but I had part of a gift card I could apply so I placed the order. This stuff better be good.

It galls me daily when I read of or hear of EL Dictator or one of his corrupt cabinet members spouting off about how great things are. Case in point: Hassett says “the economy is in great shape…it might hurt consumers…but that’s the least of our worries now.” This was in relation to the war we’re fighting for Bibi. That’s the least of our worries! Make America Great Again my ass.

I spent a good deal of my marriage scrounging for pennies for extras. Christmas and birthday gifts for the girls came from garage sales and discount stores. Dancing lessons were paid by barter, either I did desk duty or sewed recital costumes. I had really hoped it wouldn’t be the same when I retired.

And before Trump and his cockamamy ideas, I was cutting it pretty well. I may never forgive those who either sat out the election because it was too much trouble to make a decision, or those who to this day gobble up his demented explanations for idiocy.

By the way, the Mediterranean food was good, and it was a whole lot more than I thought it was going to be. Major portion sizes so I have leftovers. I don’t feel so bad about what I paid. I got value for my money. I’m glad I learned how to do that long ago. Looks like I’ll be doing it for a while yet.