Consumers’ Report

Still not fully acclimated to being empty-nesters, Mary and I spent Mother’s Day afternoon at Costco. We racked up a few hundred dollars worth of necessities including the security that comes from knowing you have several weeks’ worth of toilet tissue on hand. I actually tried to entice her with organic cotton polos and form fitting capris, but while you can make Target more palatable using the French pronunciation that trick just doesn’t work with Costco. Bulk quantities were usually too much when there were four under the roof, but they’re obviously absurd for just the two of us. Nonetheless, we got a great deal on Folgers that satisfied our consumer compulsion. Next year, Rachel and Rebecca, why don’t you invite us to your place so that we can save a little money?