* * * Notes from my snow cave, part 3 * * *

Part 3

This was the view of the toilet paper aisle at my grocery store tonight. Yes, we're getting another blizzard tomorrow. Another foot or so of snow to add the the piles we still haven't plowed from last week's little sprinkle. Last week, I thought I was so smart to stock up before the storm. This week, they are out of toilet paper, paper towels, produce (except pineapples, weird) milk, eggs, bread, most canned vegetables, meat and the deli is cleaned out. I was able to buy four boxes of FMV Kleenex, that ought to take care of my family's hygiene needs. Okay, kids. Your daily ration is 2 tissues, use them wisely! Tomorrow is yet another milk delivery day. They've not delivered since before Christmas, I'm not holding my breath. I hope they don't mind that I've upped my order to eight half gallons. Is that hoarding?

In other news, the funeral was very nice. The only really exciting part was when Mom nearly cold cocked her sister for complaining about the floral arrangement. Go Mom. Okay, she wouldn't really hit her, but under the circumstances, do you really attend a funeral for a person whom you completely alienated while living, (but still feel you are owed some of the estate) and then complain to the person who put the thing together about the stinking flowers? No, you do not. You shut up.