05-01-2016, 06:15 PM
Curses. I have finally run through the prepared meals my wife left for me, and shall now have to travel to the grocery store in this ugly storm. Ah well, at least I can pick up a decent bottle of red wine while I'm there, and some $1 for 8 hamburger buns for the chickens, they love those things. And that, of course, means I'll have to pick up some treats for the dogs and the cats (have to be fair) - Penelope's treat will be to ride along with me in the her blanket-lined laundry basket in the passenger seat, she loves going for rides.
Back soon, with a pile of grocery bags.
Back soon, with a pile of grocery bags.
