We’re eating leftovers tonight. I can’t stomach the thought of throwing out the food.
My son and Mr. Taters are going to have to like it or lump it.
Since we had a large late lunch, supper was just sorta grab. **FCD **and daughter made PB&J, I had an orange and some heavenly hash ice cream. And a toasted almond. I’m all toasty now.
Last time I took the doggies out, it was 22°F. And they’re talking about more snow next weekend. I am not amused. I called work to find out if we’re going to have a delayed opening or anything. I get the update for Jan 12. I will call in the morning before I leave, just in case. Daughter got the word that her school is closed tomorrow, so she’s all happy.
My knitting is moving right along. I could possibly have that afghan done this week. That would be nice - I’m bored with it already. The next one I make will be on bigger needles so it’ll go faster.
Thus endeth my weekend. Who’s got tomorrow’s start? Or will we all be surprised?
I am unique, just like everyone else
Nobody’s volunteered yet, but I’m sure someone will get us started, FCM.
Don’t worry, swampy! I ate my orange, all virtuous-like.
I’m sleepy already. I think it’s going to be an early night.
I’ll see everyone in the next MMP!
GT
I keep telling you: Miguel Sandoval! (and that IS a compliment!)
Wow. I just looked up an old friend on facebook and he looks awesome. He must have lost 50 pounds! I sent him a friend request, but I don’t know if he’ll add me or not. He used to be the much better half of a married couple and I used to be friends with the evil person that was his wife. It’s funny how times change, huh?
swampus, the issue was the quantity of truffles, not the quality. That said, I’ll smack The Boy upside the head if he buys me chocolates for Valentine’s this year. 
Much fun was had watching the Grammys and posting sarcastic comments on Twitter. Actually, I think the most enjoyable part of the night was the catty remarks… the show itself was pretty horrendous.
ETA: Not mine. Don’t shoot the messenger! :eek: