The theme of Monday: it’s cold, and we don’t have the clothes for it. Or the patience. Dry skin and static electricity? I say, screw you.
So Monday morning, I had a brilliant idea to plan my day around not getting out of the car–drive-thru Starbucks, mobile library book drop, HEB curbside pickup, online shopping for winter parkas.
All of these worked except the HEB curbside pickup, which was a big bust. First, the three stores in here that offer this service are hella far away. Second, if you order by 9:00am, you can’t pick up until 4:00pm at the earliest. Lastly, OJ’s yogurt is not available for online purchase. DEAL. BREAKER.
So OJ and I returned our library books, got drive-thru Starbucks and then sucked it up and scurried into our local HEB. There were no kids at any playgrounds yesterday, and they were all at HEB. Bless Christmas break. After we finished getting our groceries, it was straight back home for the rest of the day.
When Dad came home, he vetoed getting back in the car for our Christmas Lights drive, but instead offered to make a real life fire in our fireplace. I’ll take it.
OJ helped Dad make the fire. Then tried to blow out the fire. Then wanted “wine for fire”. Put that kid to bed.
As a side note, T and I finished decorating the gingerbread house on Sunday night. To be fair, T has impeccable crafting skills and is very handy for these types of projects, but, can you tell which details he added?