A loaf of bread, a container of milk and a stick of butter

Afraid Dixie wouldn't make it down the hill without bumper-carring off parked vehicles, so I ventured out on foot for milk. Turns out the mini-mart has something against skim milk, harrumph. There's no way I could stomach whole or 2%, considering I am an almond milk drinker. At least I got out for a bit - day three of massive migraine. Though the fresh air and exercise didn't actually help matters, it never goes away just lying around either.

It's also day three of snow, which really doesn't amount to much by way of accumulation. Still, pretty exciting for around here! It's likely to turn to rain and therefore make the roads even more treacherous tomorrow, so I guess I'm going to have to do without milk till Monday. I knew I should have sucked it up and gone to the grocery store on my way home Thursday afternoon. Ah, well. Hindsight.

( Cut for the midwesterners and east coasters who have had enough snow this year, thank you very much )

Alas, none really worthy of a holiday card.