We’re ordering pizza tonight as Sah-son got a mess of Dominoes gift cards for Christmas.
Gift cards and peanut butter cups. And stock. My mother buys him stock since he never wants anything for Christmas, or his birthday.
His goal is to have enough money so he can live off the interest and never have to irk.
Unless he plans on living in a cardboard box under a bridge he is going to need a lot more money.
I so want to eat one of the peanut butter cups but I’m afraid to.
I didn’t get any chocolates this year :(.
I had the last slice of ham for breakfast, shared with the dog and the cat.
The leftover meatballs with some rice for lunch, shared with the dog.
The dog chewed a hole in the new rug for the bathroom. It was a cheap one, $3, so not a great loss. Cheaper than a lot of toys.
One of favorite toys is an empty juice, soda, or water bottle. It rolls, it slides, it makes crackley noises. I wish I’d known that before I paid for a bunch of toys for him.