Christmas is getting close, people.
.Real close.
Like I-haven't-finished-my-Christmas-shopping-or-done-any-of-the-Christmas-y-things-I-wanted-to-do close.
How do I know it's close?
Because the expiration date on my milk carton says it's so.
And the milk carton does not lie.
Ever since I was little I've gauged important events around the expiration date on my milk carton...
it's so much better than say, a calendar.
Where's the excitement in that?
Thanks Jason for inspecting & stamping my milk with care
and adding into the mix a little pre-Christmas anxiety.
. . . . .
2 comments:
Oh my gosh, we really are soul sisters! I do the same thing with my milk!!!
You crack me up, why don't I see you more often?
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