Monday, March 04, 2013
Now that the dust has settled ...
... and it has settled every every every where in this house ...
and the part is over and the cake has been taken to the office it was time to go into those place in the house where all the stuff we didn't want our guests to see. I have a room in the attic that I use all the time. I could barely open the door. I could not find my desk. It took me hours to find it.
Tomorrow: the cellar. And probably Wednesday too since we have a snowstorm on the way.
And I need to go grocery shopping which I have not done seriously in the last four weeks and we are expecting snow. Which means that every ninny-nanny in Baltimore County will be shopping too.
And you know what they will be shopping for?
All the white stuff. As if 5 - 12 inches of snow will keep them from ever having those things again.
It's either that or during a snowstorm they all want to make bad French toast.
What? Bad French toast?
Sure. Milk, eggs, bread is French toast. But the toilet paper is needed because it is so bad.