I'm thinking about rewarding myself with beer for writing, but I don't want to put on outside pants and walk down the snowy street.
I've solved this problem by making very large Peapod orders and keeping a spare case or two in my storage. I don't actually drink that much at home but I hate coming home and wanting another beer or two and not having any.
Actually, shrift, are you doing anything tonight? I'm headed up your direction to a toys for tots benefit at Clark/Irving Park. Free if you bring a toy to donate. It would require outside pants, though.
Anyone want to join us? I'm making killer shrimp style shrimp after!
This is so very tempting, but I don't think I'm healthy enough yet to be tromping around outside. I hope you have a great time, though.
I've been to Target and Petco and Pier One and Cocoa Bella and lunch and Madagascar 2 in SF and Costplus and now I should be cleaning, but instead I think I am going to nap.
ita, if someone happened across Mr. Kipling's mince pies, would you want them?
cutiehead saracakes.
Right??
I have not left the house, but I do have outside pants on, and am currently full of tartlets.
I left the house, and then came back and put on pajamas, and then realized I have nothing for dinner. I need to get dressed again and go out in the cold to get some dinner, I guess, which I really don't want to do. Or maybe order in.
I got up at 6:30 to go take a big-ass exam all morning. I think I did okay. Then J and I dug out the Christmas decorations and put a coat of varnish on the benches we got for wicked cheap from Overstock. We were going to go to a movie tonight but are going to veg at home instead. Too dang tired.
I loved my Roomba for two solid years until it turned into Dylan's plaything, which killed two batteries dead dead dead. ( He likes to sit in front of it and just press the buttons, which apparently is really bad for it.) So today I bought a normal vacuum to replace it, which cost less than a third Roomba battery. Sigh. I miss my robot.
Jessica is me, only replace "Dylan's plaything" with "kitty's urinal." Yeah. The cat peed on the Roomba and killed it ded like a ded thing. I miss Bender.