Whipped cream. Forgot the whipped cream. By the time I returned to the store, a lady grabbed the last two Rediwhips. I had to go genetic. That will either be fine or a disaster. Got in line. Someone had put a enormous can of canned yams in syrup on the top of the checkout aisle. Back out of line to find the last box of frozen sweet potatoes with packet of brown sugar and spices. Back in line. Minimarshmallows. Sigh. Back into the demolition derby of last minute shoppers. Got home. Opened the ice bin to see how much was there. It came all the way out, dumping a huge amount of ice onto the floor. Clean floor. I thank God for couches and remotes.
Posted on: Thu, 27 Nov 2014 01:10:07 +0000
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