It's getting late. My husband is off with our neighbor. We usually get Mexican take out for dinner on Saturday night, which would be good today, as I'm
out of dinner foods. (I HATE going to the grocery store in the summer with the kids). If he gets home too late, he won't want to go pick it up. I can't
go now because my TIRE IS PANCAKE FLAT on my mini-van.
I hate driving his truck, because it's a standard and the two children who are home and I will be
very cramped... and the big truck is a gas hog.
I'm hungry.
I had planned on grocery shopping this morning... but that darn flat tire!
I'm hungry.
I had planned on grocery shopping this morning... but that darn flat tire!
