We’ve been trying to cut back on buying prepackaged snack stuff again. I was sitting here watching bad 80s movies and had a flash of inspiration. Chocolate Oatmeal Cookies. My mom used to make these occasionally and I remember standing around in the kitchen waiting for them to cool off enough to eat.
I think we may have the snacks of awesomeness later today. The kid is on spring break this week, so he’s around all day. It might actually be fun to drag him into the kitchen to help with this.
We sat down last night and had the discussion. With surgery and hospital bills looming in the near future, we made a list of all the things that we could cut out of the monthly budget that weren’t necessities. I know that insurance will cover a good portion of what’s coming, but it’s not going to cover it all, that’s the nature of the machine. In the end it would have been cheaper to pay for a 400.00 flight to the UK and have him stay with his parents until it was done, but that wasn’t realistic with his job and whatnot.
Do we need extra cable channels, netflix, games, etc…nope, even though we have always justified them as cheap alternatives to other activities. It is definitely cheaper to pay 10 bucks a month and get movies delivered to the house that we want to see than go spend somewhere in the 30 dollar range for the 3 of us to go out to a movie. The games are the big one, but we’re also looking at the time sink that they cause.
All together if we dump everything we don’t really need, including a land line into the house (we all have cell phones so not a big deal) we could save over 2k a year in expenses. It would also free up a lot of time that gets obligated to do other things together. There are a few variants that we’re looking at, but there are definitely some changes coming to the house.
Coraline is a really cool animated film, it’s also a potentially scary film for children, and even some adults who creep out easily about buttons and such. I would whole heartedly suggest that before you rush off to see a family film that you do some homework, like read the book or at least be aware of the content of the film. That would have saved us all the trouble of trying to hear as you ran your kids out of the theater when “The Other Mother” got a bit upset with the way things were going.
Not that I ever wish ill on anyone, but I hope you learn something from this tonight when you have small people sleeping in your bed, poking you in the side with their pointy knees.
Yours truly,
Stepford Mom