Call me crazy [cause many have] but we’re braving Target tomorrow.
I know, I know. What the hell are we thinking?! But you see, we go through milk so quickly that we should just tie a cow up out back and I have to get a roasting pan for the brined turkey that I’m doing for my mom’s family’s Christmas. I just don’t trust the piece of crap that I normally use on something that’s so important.
So, tomorrow right when Target opens, we’re gonna bundle up the kids and make a mad dash for the stuff that we need and get the hell out of dodge. Hopefully we’ll miss all of the crazy people.
Wish us luck.
We’ll need it.
