I mostly buy the same staples every week, but I definitely try to mix it up with seasonal veggies, and I'm a pretty big fan of the "about to expire" discount meat section! Not only is it value, you also get a little thrill from living semi-dangerously! Just yesterday I got a whole rack of pork ribs for $9, originally $17. I just pop 'em in the freezer until I feel like doing something with it.
I had minor outpatient surgery last winter and was cognizant enough of how the system works to ask the assigned anesthesiologist (who I obviously had no choice about, and hadn't spoken to until immediately prior to my procedure) if he accepted my insurance. His response? He laughed in the most infuriatingly condescending way possible and said "I have no idea. You'd have to call my office to find out." The maddening subtext of course being "I'm too important to bother myself with such matters as whether or not me knocking you out for an hour will bankrupt you, I only care whether or not I get paid by SOMEBODY." So anyway, my point is, even if you DO ask if a given medical service provider accepts your plan, there's a good chance they won't have a clue.
I've been preaching the Great Clips gospel for years, but I also have always had long-ish hair with minimal layers, so I never really needed anything beyond a trim. I recently got about 6 inches chopped off and wanted some actual style added to it, so I went to my mom's stylist and spent a whole $45 before tip. But you know? I think I'll be going back to GC next time. I like the haircut I got, but I also don't really feel that it was worth the 300% markup (and yes, I realize that $45 for a "real" haircut is still a steal in most parts of the country.)
Oh man, I am the total opposite of this when I am in an airport. I tend to view airports as these magical zones where currency is meaningless and, why, sure! I would love another $11 bloody mary while I read this $6 magazine that I NEVER would have bought otherwise. I have spent absolutely shameful amounts of money at airports during unexpected layovers. I may have a problem.
@ThatJenn Yeah, same. I HATE feeling super full when I go to bed, which on weeknights, is usually by 9:30 (I have to be up by 5:00 most mornings, I am not your grandparents!) So we usually eat no later than 7:00, and preferably closer to 5:30 or 6:00. Also same with the starving after work, and I'd rather just eat a solid meal than snack on a bunch of crap.
@PrescriptionPants A smattering of my in-laws live in the St. Paul area, and without even reading the blurb I immediately thought "that's a Minnesota house if I ever saw one". Walk-out basements with upstairs decks were a foreign concept to me until I married into that family.
@andnowlights I'm completely fascinated by Iggy, and I think that Ludacris is just kinda sexy. So yeah, I would totally go, especially if there were discounts involved. Have no shame! Or, maybe we should form a support group.
Just last weekend I visited the water park where I held my very first job 19 summers ago! They've expanded quite a bit and have some new rides, but it was overall a pretty lackluster experience. I attribute most of this to the fact that I am 35 years old and have no kids and probably shouldn’t be at a water park anyway (oh god I’m probably on a watchlist now) and also the water was tepid and it was all just kind of squicky. So yeah, Team Amusement Park. Fun fact though! My manager from when I was 16 STILL WORKS THERE! I think he’s basically the GM now, so it’s not like he’s out there slinging Dr. Peppers at the beverage cart, but I just thought it was funny. Career water park manager! That’s like every 6 year old’s dream!
How in the BLEEP do you get black eyes from labor???? Oh god maybe I don't want to know. This might be the final nail in the coffin of my uterus.
Our experience was a little bit different (we got a VA loan due to my husband’s military service, and it’s a whole different animal where you’re pretty much required to use various third parties), but we definitely put our foot down more than once. The mortgage broker was absolutely trying to push us into a larger loan than we felt comfortable with, and even after that we ended up walking away from the first offer we put in because we decided it was too close to our maximum monthly payment comfort level. It annoyed the broker AND the realtor, but, oh well. They’re not the ones who would lose sleep at night if one of us got sick, lost our job, etc. Being able to give a big fat NO is a must when you’re dealing with these people.