

Last Friday, the checkout operator at my supermarket gave me a high-five because I had just become her highest-spend customer that week.
Personally, I would have preferred a sash, or my own personal, parking space. Aside from the fact that a record grocery spend isn’t a goal I’m ever aiming for (note to self: do not show husband this post), it wasn’t even my only grocery shop that week.
Because I have a teenage son.
To parents with multiple teenage sons: Big respect.
I’d love to say I’m one of those thrifty mums who appear on A Current Affair demonstrating how to feed a family of four for $50 (what freakish sorcery is that?). But as long as I have to feed and water my family, that remains a pipedream. I’m not especially extravagant – although I prefer my toilet paper NOT scratchy. But feeding my 16-year-old son is about quantity first. As long as I hit that target, I can go my hardest on nutrition and variety.
