And the quality of my groceries has improved. It’s no longer just food; it’s also entertainment and the only means of celebrating occasions.
My younger grandchildren all love big boxes! Unfortunately, parents tire of having them in the middle of the family room and toss them when they look a bit beat up.
I looked back a day and yes, these are the same kids that were playing video games yesterday.
Frazz does live in Michigan. That’s why the strip makes no sense to me at all. It’s too early to plant flowers or put away snow shovels, scrapers….until after Mother’s Day. Then in mid October, the scrapers have to go back in the cars.
Our church would divide the service into two parts. All the really fun parts with hymns, children’s story, and greetings came first; then children up through 5th grade went together for a special Sunday School led by a couple of youth leaders and helped by teens; then back together for the final hymns. It worked because of the sacrifice of a few adults and willing teens.
Unlike Battleship, this isn’t really cheating. There shouldn’t be an advantage to seeing the other guy’s board.
If they have anyone coming in to clean or the Better at Home or any help, sometimes they add to their duties clean out the fridge and label the leftovers once a week. But, boy did that irritate my MIL! It was better if someone other than me did it and in my mother’s case, there were no local relatives.
6th sense or, “eyes in the back of his head”. It’s a phrase more traditionally reserved for mothers.
The jar of Mayo reminds me of cleaning out my mom’s pantry with her in preparation for her move to an Adult Living Facility. Before giving away the food, I checked each expiration date and tossed old stuff. The Mayo was unopened and expired 10 years earlier so I tossed it. Looked again and it was on the shelf, tossed and explained to Mom. Again on the shelf over and over until I put it in the trash outside. Long day.
That works! I did have one skull with a light in it called Skull. The snowman which took its place looked a bit skullish so I let the name ride through the winter. Hubby didn’t catch on to that.