Ack, flurries! Must.go.to.the.grocery.store.now!
The thing that sucks is that I actually have to go to the grocery store this morning for our weekly shopping. But if I see anyone with only bread, milk, and toilet paper in their cart I'm going to whack them upside the head with a pound of hamburger.
I thought I had something better to write about today but my brain has been fried (the legal way, with a head cold). It's all "feed children, sew, sew, do laundry, feed children, bead, bead, (damn panda pins for Girl Scout Thinking Day), think about exercising (*cringes*), drink Mountain Dew, clean house, feed children, sew, sew, bead, bead, feed children and Greg, go to bed." Ah bed, I wish I was there now.
Instead I need to fight all the looney toons rushing to the store. I'd really hate to see what would happen if we had a real emergency. I'm in the habit of never letting the van drop below half a tank of gas (enough to get me to the Ohio state border, assuming the interstate isn't a parking lot). In a real emergency, I figure the roads won't be busy for at least an hour because everyone else will be stopping first at the gas station. Preparedness must not be something they teach around here.
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