One of my this-month’s-resolutions (year resolutions are just not my thing) is derived from a poem you may know. Have you read the first stanza of that old classic poem about Old Mother Hubbard and her zany pup?

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Well, I have no dog, and I don’t keep the cat food in the cupboard, so rest assured that this challenge has nothing to do with developing an inability to feed pets and everything to do with bare cupboards. Let me explain. Context: When I returned home from my Holiday at home in Ithaca, NY, old Mother Nature was kind enough to force me into hibernation with a serious nor’easter.

(borrowed from a friend’s facebook wall – no other source available at this time!)

With nothing but snow-shoveling (which I avoided) and the season premier of BBC Sherlock Series 3 (ASLDFLKJS:LDKFJ!!!! I had to stop after the third time watching, just for a break from all the fangirling…) to distract me, I got down to cleaning the house . . . only to find that my kitchen cupboard situation has gotten majorly out of hand.

That’s right.

I have too much food.

Holy First World Problem, Batman, am I right?

So, in an effort to be thriftier, less wasteful, and also more appreciative of what I have  . . . not to mention in an attempt to begin to purge the cupboards (and the fridge and the freezer), I have decided not to buy any new groceries this month, with the exception of pet-related necessities and the occasional eggs/milk that may be required of me. I am going to try to:

(drumroll please)

BARE IT ALL!!!

. . . and by “it” I mean kitchen. 

Wish me luck!!!