We live in Kansas or as I have started calling it Mini-Alaska. It was 4 degrees last night when I got home at 6pm. I looked in the fridge and saw the thawed hamburger and I was going to make meatloaf out of, then I noticed I was missing everything I need except the meat.
I bundled myself up. Gloves, Snow Boats, Long Winter Coat, scarf (that looks like a dead ferret) and my ski hat with the pom pom on the end. I go to the grocery store where there was only 6 other people shopping in the whole store. I decide to stock up while I am getting meat loaf ingredients. Toilet paper and Detergent were on sale. Hot Carl wants omelets on Saturday so I got eggs, ham, peppers, etc. Then I cruise by the meat counter and see 95% hamburger on sale so I stocked up. 20 pounds. Really 20 pounds, now what my I going to do with 20 pounds of hamburger. Never go to the grocery store when you are hungry.
I check out go back out to the car load it up and turn it on. The temp gage says 2 degrees. I get home takes 2 attempts to get my little convertible into the snow drifted driveway. Get inside the garage and unload the haul.
I made the meat loaf at 8pm and it was ready right when Hot Carl got home. I told him since I got out in this mess to get food he had to shovel the drive this weekend, or no omelets.
He just smiled and said, "Remember I used to be a short order cook, I'll make the omelets."
I just smiled back and replied, "The sofa is not as warm as the bed is it?"
His reply, "Glad I bought a new shovel."
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