tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300611070893992585.post8918350239208441047..comments2023-10-17T09:46:20.456-04:00Comments on facebooking from the edge...: Chillin' and Relaxin' all coool....Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05223158968534558268noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300611070893992585.post-70983834575441082122011-09-20T22:14:12.173-04:002011-09-20T22:14:12.173-04:00I'm with ya on #2 (the coffee, not in re: to t...I'm with ya on #2 (the coffee, not in re: to the toilet paper). A couple years ago when on our way to the family lake cabin we stopped at the market. Among other items we bought coffee beans, because we are coffee snobs and we KNEW there was a coffee grinder at the cabin because we left it there the year before. It wasn't until the next morning when we went to make coffee and couldn't find the grinder that we realized we were fucked. We stared at the coffee beans and stammered and cursed for several minutes before packing up the kids and schlepping the 30 minutes around the lake. My cousin had absconded with the coffee grinder for some head up her ass reason. UNFORGIVABLE!!Lil Tiradehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13694362787941773728noreply@blogger.com