It's a looks-pretty-out-the-window kind of day, just made a pot of ham & potato soup, and am wondering if this weekend will actually happen or not. We have winterguard & drumline, and people are supposed to be coming into town for the weekend, but we're supposed to get a foot or more of snow here.....So I've adjusted my plans of shopping for the Saturday morning, with the hopes of still feeding @ 50 for lunch, and @ 13-15 for dinner. I've made my lists, know what I'm serving, yet I hope I don't forget anything that would make me have to go back out in this winter loveliness. Sometimes, even when the best laid plans are followed, nothing frustrates me more than when I realize I've forgotten the bread, or am a gallon short of milk. That's the joke between me & my partner in crime, the CEO of the Legends Performing Arts Association. I can't count how many times (in the past, of course, because you'd think I've learned this lesson by now, right?? Or not....) we've gotten to a housing site/ school, and I turn to him, with doe-like innocence in my eyes, and say "Ibe? Ummm, we need more milk for breakfast". I won't give you his response, but you can imagine. You see, we've already stopped at 2 truck stops during the course of the evening, where, if I'd remembered, I could've gotten milk, but NOOOOOOO! I had to wait until 4 dark a.m. to let him know I'd "forgotten". We still laugh about it...and when I can't figure out what to do, or what I've forgotten, he just looks at me and says, " put a gallon of milk out. They'll figure it out.".
Hint for the day: Make a list, check it twice, or three times, or four, and don't beat yourself up if you still have to go back to the store.
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