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Is it still November? [checks calendar…] Why yes, yes it is. We haven’t had that whole Thanksgiving (in the U.S.) thing yet, so I guess it must still be.
I have a teensy little head cold, so I’m spending the night sitting quietly on the couch eating chocolate chip ice cream. And yes, ice cream may be pretty much the single worst thing to feed a cold, what with the mucous-causing dairy and the germ-feeding sugar—I know, I know—but I don’t have any cake or even pie handy, so ice cream will have to do. (Remember, holding baby all the time! Must get enough calorie intake somehow!)
Luckily I remembered to take vitamin C and garlic and grapefruit seed extract and other germ-killing goodies all day today—usually I forget completely—so maybe it’ll clear out real quick-like. I’d appreciate that.
Alright, enough of me yammering already. Back to your regularly-scheduled Saturday evening. (Or Tuesday morning. Or whenever else you’re reading this.)
Cold–be gone! Or else she’ll think the chocolate chip ice cream isn’t helping and she’ll stop eating it! Bah!
I have half of a chocolate tuxedo cheesecake from the Cheesecake Factory sitting in my freezer – just say the word and I deliver! One slice or two?
Lisa, you are awesome! I think I’ll stick with the ice cream for now– somehow we suddenly have four pints of it in the freezer. But thank you!
“Somehow” you “suddenly” have four pints of ice cream? Why doesn’t that happen to me???
That crazy, late-night grocery-shopping husband of mine…
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