In order to go down from two fridges to one, that means some cleaning out. Yeah, the frozen chicken drumsticks dated 2005 had to go. Straight to the trash. But the frozen English muffins from a couple of years ago? Well, someone might be able to eat those, right? Someone furry or feathery that lives outside? Hubby Roland would think I was crazy (well, he might anyway), so while he was getting dressed this morning, I went out to fling the frozen hockey puck-like muffins into an inconspicuous area near the driveway. It has to be the front yard because I don't want my own doggies to eat them.
So, I quietly fling and get the job done. Alas, the bathroom blinds were not closed, and as he was crossing the bathroom, he noticed odd white objects flying onto the upper "pasture". Totally a WTH moment for him. He's hoping the critters aren't on a low carb diet, and thankfully, it was warm enough (upper 70sF) that no squirrel would chip a tooth on a muffin and sue us.
Day 14 (Monday)
|Top: Butterick 5328|
Shorts: Kwik Sew 3614
Day 15 (Tuesday)
|Top: Ann Taylor|
Skirt: Sewaholic Crescent Skirt
Day 16 (Wednesday)
A better look at what I wore yesterday:
|Top: Renfrew Pink|
Skirt: Half a Crepe Wrap First seen on Day 1
Day 17 (today)
|Top: Vogue 8536|
Skirt: Denim "half a Crepe" worn on Day 7
Finally, wanna see the English muffins? Some of them have been eaten.