Sunday, December 2, 2007

Of all the times to run out of Nescafé!

It's 35 degrees out there, it's hazy and it may rain a cold, nasty rain. And here I am stuck at home cold as can be with no Nescafé! Oh the agony!

I tried sending Maxine to the store with a note and some cash tied to her collar but as soon as she stepped outside in the cold, she started yelping to come back in. Sigh. Looks like I'll have to call the girls and make a lunch date with them so that they'll drive me to Dillons, which means I'll have to sit through four hours of Agnes' terrible stories about her gall bladder surgery back in 1995. (This is what I get for not buying case loads of Nescafé at the store!)

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