... "Don't touch my box!"
They are referring to the coupon box. It's sacred, you know.
... " I did Walgreens and Walmart, but not Target. Oh, and I
still need to go CVSing."
They mean that they have gleaned savings of huge proportions
by combining coupons and sales at the stores mentioned.
... " I need multiple inserts."
That chunky little booky-thingy of coupons that comes with the
Sunday paper is called an "insert" (since, you know, it's inserted
into the paper).
... "I NEVER can find a hang-tag, because I don't drink wine, so
I don't get cheap meat."
A "hang-tag" is, oddly enough , a tag-like thing that frequently
hangs around the neck of a bottle of wine, bringing opportunites
for free or discounted meat and other items to its bearer.
I don't want to overwhelm the uncouponly among us, so I'll stop there.
Besides, Mr. Amazing doesn't like it when I blog so late in the evening.
He thinks we need to spend time together.
Which is why I'll be on the lookout for a deal on scissors.
I think he'd enjoy having his very own pair.
Just think of the hours we could spend together.
He could clip, I could sort.
Ya think??? :>)
No? Why not??
**H**
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you're too much! TOO MUCH!
love ya, girly!
I am so with you on this one girl!
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