Sunday, November 15, 2009

2 wrongs...

Woe! Alas and alack! There is much wailing and gnashing of teeth Chez Quimby tonight. For I have discovered unequivocally that two wrongs most definitely don't make a right. The distressing items in question are as follows, in order of significance:

1) There is no ice cream whatsoever in the freezer. None. No matter how often I look to see if some has spontaneously apparated. (Too much Harry Potter?)

2) Even if there was ice cream, it's too damned cold and miserable to eat any without suffering from serious hypothermia.

Again, I say...woe! These two seemingly mutually exclusive wrongs of great wrongness are in no way cancelling each other out. Wah!

Meanwhile....I almost managed an entire weekend without getting out of my PJs (it's good to have goals!) but finally started feeling a little squirrelly about lunchtime. The rain had slacked off, and a friend was picking Mr.Q up for a coffee date, so I got a ride up to the neighbourhood to get a little grocery shopping done.

By the time I finished, it was pouring again...sigh. I sloshed my way up to the bus stop to get home, but the scheduled bus didn't come. I was just about to give in to the elements when Mr.Q called - his friend was driving him home, they were mere blocks from me, did I want a ride?

Ummm...duh! Most serendipitous timing indeed!

It almost makes up for not having any ice cream in the house.

Almost, but not quite.


pdxknitterati/MicheleLB said...

Sorry about the lack of ice cream. Maybe hot fudge would improve ice cream in the cold!

I almost went for the pjs at 6:30 p.m. here, but it's good that I didn't. Someone showed up on the doorstep at 6:45, and I was playing the piano, so there would have been no way to pretend we weren't home...

I like your pj goal, though!

Annie said...

See, you are really lacking a house elf. The house elf does the shopping, apparates the ice cream into the bowl for you, and builds the fire to keep the house toasty warm.