Sexy Healthy Wealthy

So I went to the liquor store the other night with my adorable friend Maika from school, and she wanted to buy a “40″…which is one huge 40 ounce bottle of beer.  ONE bottle each.  The Mormon in me can’t deal with that sort of nonsense….we buy everything in bulk.  Mormons store, in their basements, enough food to last 1-2 years–in fact, in Utah houses are built with concrete foundations which holds this special room in the house.  So you have this concrete walled room that has huge “garbage can” containers full of wheat, barrels of water, hundreds of cans of food and  piles of toilet paper–well–imagine what you think a year’s supply of food and staples looks like for a family of 8…it’s a LOT.

When I buy mayonnaise…I buy the HUGE jar, the gallon size….it’s what you do!  A smaller size would be silly!  You must ALWAYS be prepared–there’s nothing worse than running out of something.  It just doesn’t happen.  Utahns laugh at Easterners that clean out the grocery store of milk and bread when a storm is coming.  Utah stores stay the same…Mormons are READY.

Which is why I insisted that we buy not two, but SIX bottles.  And it makes sense that we actually have a keg at our house.  My food supply has turned into a beer supply.  (Don’t worry mom–I do have a case of chili and mac and cheese in my basement).

I guess there are some things that will never leave me.  And if you know any Mormons who have left the church and insist in buying their alcohol in bulk, it’s not because they’re raging alcoholics.  Actually, they probably won’t say it out loud…..but they think you’re quite impractical.