More noyds escaping. Now DGD doesn't want to go grocery shopping. She only wants to go out to eat. I don't think we have an emoji that snorts steam from the nostrils so just picture it. DD and I were up at 7. Figured on grocery shopping not later than 10. So...now we're going grocery shopping tomorrow morning at 9. Well, yanno, unless we need to wait for DGD to get up and decide if she "feels good" and wants to go along. According to DD, she's "cranky" because she doesn't "feel good." How much you wanna bet she feels fine as soon as she makes some plans with her friends.
Rant over. I'm gonna make some kinda soup because, dammit, I don't WANT something from the freezer that can be nuked. I. Want. Soup.