I think I'd stock up on TP and sanitary products.
Or . . . finally a use for all those orphan socks.
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I think I'd stock up on TP and sanitary products.
Or . . . finally a use for all those orphan socks.
If you have a child of the appropriate age, diapers would be a necessity.
Me, I don't have human kids of that age. I'd rather make sure I had plenty of popcorn.
I remember one pre-snowfall run that focused on scotch, DVDs, Kahlua, and brownie mix. And then the blasted storm never showed. Hmph.
but think of all the fun you had baking brownies! licking the bowl! boozing it up! And watching movies.
Hmm, maybe it's far too easy to convince me to stay home. That might be part of my problem.
Hooray! One vendor still gives candy. It'll be a happy holiday afterall. We got some kind of bark, two bags of turtles and some wrapped things that might be chocolate-covered oreos.
One holiday season, I was working reception at a thingumy land-title paperwork closing whatchimajigger process company - in addition to all the goodies brought in by employees, someone brought in small carafes of wine for everyone. Niiiiiiice.
Someone tell me to stop talking to him...that it's not helping...and I should just go to bed.
stop -- waste of time and sleep is goooooood
Go to bed vw! :: points to bedroom like mother hen ::
Tonight was company holiday party. It was nice. not much on the food stuff, but had booze and a karaoke DJ. It was a fun time. Much better than old company party (pizza party in cold lobby. Stuffy, boring). Normally I hate karaoke, but the folks singing could actually sing, so it wasn't bad at all.
Also, the TV is blurbing a "Freezing Fog Advisory". Um. Something just sounds weird about that. Is that a light sleet or something. Fog is a specific state. Frozen is too. They can't be the same, no?
vw, go to bed.
I'm sick. Again. I really hate my body.