Sometimes it's a good thing to be like me for a bunch of years now, very thrifty because I have to be, thrift being the operative word. I've known several sides re money matters, the pleasures and the worries (no, I don't feel like writing a book on it), but I'm now very inculcated on watchfulness re my purchases. Greek or other comely product names won't move me..
Oh, except for ice cream. I've checked out Albertson's ice cream aisle and have resumed being Ms. Picky. Have stopped making my own with the now getting older ice cream maker, but it's still on the counter. That's definitely a pleasure if I get myself in gear, but I'm getting lazier.