To The Grocery Store
Yep, that’s right folks; the good wife is on her way to the grocery store, 13 miles into Town, as I type. Remembering she is to take a breakfast casserole tomorrow morning to work at 10:25pm can cause PANIC.
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See, those are the benefits of city life...
At 10:25pm I would have called one of the nearby places from work, placed an order and then picked it up on my way in to work. OR better yet have it delivered!
The difference is her casserole would have been made with love, while my purchase would have been an act of desperation solved by cash
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October 19, 2006 9:34 PM