Weekend Plans Post: The Last Normal Weekend For A While
Which makes this weekend the last one before Cyberpunk 2077 comes out and the last one before the week before the silly season.
Which makes this weekend the last one before Cyberpunk 2077 comes out and the last one before the week before the silly season.
If, like me, you have an onion-allergic person in the household, this spaghetti sauce recipe is good for you and yours
Last Saturday, I got a phone call saying “Jaybird! We’re meeting over here to eat meat on the back porch! We’ll all be sitting outside!” and I said “you know what? I haven’t sat down with friends for far too long”.
The two things that make this pizza recipe amazing are garlic butter and parbaking. (Or is that three things?)
So when the lockdown started, man. I was stuck without my Chipotle rice. I did the “google the recipe” thing and, of course, found multiple recipes…
Just the simple little joys of running the errands that I haven’t run for a month would sound sooooooo good.
The vacation was cancelled. Ah, those grapes were probably going to be sour anyway.
There are a handful of philosophies when it comes to tax time but the three main ones are something like this…
It has been evening all afternoon.
It is snowing.
And it is going to snow.
…did that arrive from Amazon? Did mom’s Alan Jackson DVD show up? Did her favorite soap show up? OH MY GOSH HOW IS CHRISTMAS NEXT WEEK.
You know the thing where key team members all start taking vacation?
Yeah, well, it’s started.
Coworker came in yesterday morning and we sat and drank our morning caffeine and discussed the day and the upcoming holidays and upgrading his old CRT television.
We sat down with a Popeye’s Spicy in one hand and a Chik-fil-A Spicy in the other and did some comparing.
We were promised 3 inches of snow. Then 6 inches of snow. Then 9 inches of snow.
Tiny things that might not change your life, but will definitely change your day
Sometimes you want pizza that you bought a couple of weeks ago at a time when you were thinking “hey, I will probably want this in a couple of weeks”.
Oh, not me. I did my best man thing a million years ago.
Someone else.