Chapter One “In the Land of VPL’s.” It all began while we waited for a parking spot at the Boys Farmers Market (which is the $1.00 store for fruits and veggies). It’s close by, right on Military Trail, a veritable bargain and if I tell you —fresh!

So we sit and painstakingly wait until someone slowly wheels the stocked shopping cart back to their car, searches for their keys, loads the car, chases after the jar of herring in cream sauce that rolled away and finally removes the sun visor from the dashboard. A zuchen vey.
The name of the place could be changed from The Boys to the “I’ll trade you my spot for the container of prepared lasagna I didn’t get cause the line was too long.” Lach.

Btw if you open the cantaloup container put it in tupperware cause getting the lid back on is a gansa megillah.

With their swimming aerobic class over, a quick shower at the gym, the ladies are off to beat the crowd and get a coveted spot. Today the strawberry containers are two for the price of one. Could you plotz?

They can serve them next to the bridge mix (chocolate covered nuts and…) at the canasta game they are hosting later. They are using the new card table they bought at the furniture store that specializes in small furniture. The table should fit well in their new condo. It is next door to 3 ggg’s, the almost like a New York Deli restaurant. Sorta.

Ok, sidebar back to the VPL’s – (visual panty line leggings.)
They feel like a combo of spandex, helancas and stretch pants. A good switch from dungarees, pedal pushers and tummy control skorts.

You can get them cheap at the going out of business flea market on Sample Rd.) The handwritten sign says “one size fits nobody over the age of 25.” Cheaper by the dozen if you like the color maroon. The booth is next to the hawaiian print men’s short sleeve shirts which are bogo (buy one, get one) – like the light mayo at Publix. We got enough mayo for 6 months. So many bargains we’re plotzing.

So we made it through the (you shouldn’t know from it) parking lot. With a little Mazel, coupled with a work out routine for balancing, we’ll come back next week, wait for a place to park, watch the brigade and who knows the blueberries could be two for the price of… Have a good go to humor Sunday. b’h