Food Insecure

Margie: Edna, I've been reading this blog again about the food stamp challenge. Those poor fellas have been at it for a week now. I was just reading the review they've written and I think they need a home-cooked meal. I also think they have some some really good ideas and I even found one that I want to try.

If you start skipping breakfast, sister, that's 7 biscuits and 7 eggs we'd save every week. You can drink water out of the faucet and that will eliminate the need to buy your tea bags. How does that sound?
Edna:  Pfft, I'll do that as soon as you slash your monthly whiskey allotment by 95%.  

I do think it's wonderful what those young men are doing.  Everyone should be aware of how much money they spend on food, and how much money they could save with some careful planning and budgeting.  I think it also highlights just how mindful people who use food stamps have to be to stretch their food budget to feed everyone in their family.  We could all learn a thing or two from a challenge like this.

Meals on Wheels

Margie: Edna, Mrs. Pastor brought me this pamphlet yesterday and thinks you and I might qualify for Meals On Wheels. I like what it says about ending senior hunger because not everyone is fortunate to have food.

What do you think about it, sister?

Edna: I think it's a good idea. Especially since you set the kitchen on fire twice last week trying to cook us a hamburger patty. You're no spring chicken any more, and I'm not ashamed to say that we might need a little help.

Margie: I see now why an old friend of yours told me you used to be Hades On Wheels. That's why you're a moron now. I may not be a spring chicken but I'm not a numbskull like you.

Edna: Margie, it is the small mind that resorts to name-calling. You harpy.

Margie: Pot and kettle, sister. I'll give them a call tomorrow. Lord knows we'll starve if left to eat what you call food.

Edna: Fine, then you can complain to them about their cooking for a while. Goodness knows my ears need the rest.