Almost 4 hours of December rain on the roof... ambience. It's a soggy day in the Mid-Atlantic... A perfect distillation for our household post-Christmas (the kids' favorite holiday). There is Lego carnage and strewn Care Bears across the living room floor. A gold ribbon accidentally clings to the cat.
The encouragement is gone for snatching peppermint from the branches of our fake tree. The nut bowls are almost exclusively Brazil nuts now. And we have way too much cheese.
Also, the grocery store is no longer stocking egg nog. "Stopped receiving shipments of that last week," said the person in the dairy section. The clerk noticed I had cleaned out the last few cartons.
I really like egg nog. And I'm not too fond of waiting another year to see it again in the dairy section.
Is it possible to freeze egg nog? My wife won't mind ceding a quarter of the freezer. I can cheers the fresh nightmares 2024 brings with some ****** eggnog.
So the rain is welcome — also, the transition into the expanse of debt and January isn't without perks; Christmas Crunch will be 50% off at Harris Teeter.