I grew up in the 1980s, so I remember perming and teasing my hair, wearing rubber bracelets and neon belts and the birth of hole-y jeans. What I don’t remember is how much groceries cost. I was, after all a teenager, obsessed with myself, my friends and the price of a movie or the latest record or cassette. Wasn’t it the “me” era, anyway? Now that I am an adult, a wife and a mom, I am more obsessed with our budget. I have all sorts of grocery prices in my head, from the cost of bread to how often … Continue reading →