Shopping List for If We Ever Dig Out of This White Hell and Convince the Next Door Neighbors To Unblock Our Friggin' Driveway:
Airborne, Kleenex, Gatorade and Advil Adam has come down with his annual New Year's Eve cold, made worse by trying to dig us out of the above white hell. He is currently curled up on the big chair, watching Star Wars and not even bitching about Lucas, which means he is a very sick man. This also means we'll be missing Dan's party. Sorry about that. Just know that kicking back cups of pink grapefruit-flavored fizzy vitamins isn't the same as a bottle of Gruet and we'll miss you all.
Half and Half Dear God, please let me have some half and half. The whole milk's not cutting it and the whipping cream makes it taste like death, and I still haven't found a happy medium. I am sorry for every doubting you, half and half, and only going for the pint. Never again. At least, never again in winter.
Beer This one is for Adam, who started to mumble last night about his forebearers, who would survive winter by drinking their way through to spring, not that he's advocating the binging habits of D-List celebrities, but would it kill us to have a single bottle of Guinness in the house?
Green Tea This one is also for Adam, post-onset-of-cold, who has started mumbling about his pending death. Like everything else in this house, we're out of this, too.
Bacon What? Bacon's tasty.
Eggs To go with the bacon
Paper Towels We're out and I just have this feeling I'm going to need six or eight rolls before this is all over.
And Finally, Dinner What is for dinner, anyway?
Anyone feel like making a Raley's run for me?
Airborne, Kleenex, Gatorade and Advil Adam has come down with his annual New Year's Eve cold, made worse by trying to dig us out of the above white hell. He is currently curled up on the big chair, watching Star Wars and not even bitching about Lucas, which means he is a very sick man. This also means we'll be missing Dan's party. Sorry about that. Just know that kicking back cups of pink grapefruit-flavored fizzy vitamins isn't the same as a bottle of Gruet and we'll miss you all.
Half and Half Dear God, please let me have some half and half. The whole milk's not cutting it and the whipping cream makes it taste like death, and I still haven't found a happy medium. I am sorry for every doubting you, half and half, and only going for the pint. Never again. At least, never again in winter.
Beer This one is for Adam, who started to mumble last night about his forebearers, who would survive winter by drinking their way through to spring, not that he's advocating the binging habits of D-List celebrities, but would it kill us to have a single bottle of Guinness in the house?
Green Tea This one is also for Adam, post-onset-of-cold, who has started mumbling about his pending death. Like everything else in this house, we're out of this, too.
Bacon What? Bacon's tasty.
Eggs To go with the bacon
Paper Towels We're out and I just have this feeling I'm going to need six or eight rolls before this is all over.
And Finally, Dinner What is for dinner, anyway?
Anyone feel like making a Raley's run for me?
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