It's about to get buck wild here in the Volunteer State. Weather's going to close shit down, allegedly.
I'll believe it when I see it, but just in case, I have gingerbread baking in the oven, split pea soup in the crock pot, and more food in the fridge than a family of two could/should work their way through in a week. Plus, all five seasons of The Wire on DVD, plenty of propane in the grill, and if it should come to that - firewood. Which, let's hope it doesn't come to that.
So we'll see. One of the girls at work was saying we should plan to work from home because of the extreme cold temps on Monday/Tuesday. My colleague, Jim, messaged me with advice for this girl;
"Hey, Hillbilly... use some common sense and cover your skin for a change. Problem solved."
Any sentence that begins "Hey Hillbilly" can only end in comic gold.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got gingerbread to check on. I also need to figure out how to cook Swiss Chard - because somebody bought it... not me... and we've never eaten it before.
Onward.
Snow-ward.
I'll believe it when I see it, but just in case, I have gingerbread baking in the oven, split pea soup in the crock pot, and more food in the fridge than a family of two could/should work their way through in a week. Plus, all five seasons of The Wire on DVD, plenty of propane in the grill, and if it should come to that - firewood. Which, let's hope it doesn't come to that.
So we'll see. One of the girls at work was saying we should plan to work from home because of the extreme cold temps on Monday/Tuesday. My colleague, Jim, messaged me with advice for this girl;
"Hey, Hillbilly... use some common sense and cover your skin for a change. Problem solved."
Any sentence that begins "Hey Hillbilly" can only end in comic gold.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got gingerbread to check on. I also need to figure out how to cook Swiss Chard - because somebody bought it... not me... and we've never eaten it before.
Onward.
Snow-ward.
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