All Things Anne

Remember how we don’t eat sweets in the month of January? Well. Last night Dad came home, and he brought two boxes that looked like pizza boxes, and a gallon of milk. When I saw the pizza-like boxes, I thought, “Two pizzas? Dad knows we eat more than just two! Maybe they were a really good deal for just two.” Then he opened the box.

It wasn’t pizza.

It was donuts! Two dozen donuts!

Know what that means?

At just over two weeks, this is the record for the earliest we’ve stopped not eating sweets in January!

Last year, Dad brought home tons of Baklava and said we could have as much as we wanted, but we couldn’t say we were sweeted out. I think after that, we all were, though (of course) nobody admitted it!

Last night after everybody ate their donuts, I brought out my (unopened) package of Hershey’s kisses I’d gotten from the New Year’s party, and shared them around. Today everybody ate the popcorn cake a neighbor gave us (on January first); it was kind of stale. “Gives you a good jaw workout,” Ben said. Oh, and we had Apple Streusal bread for breakfast!

Here’s a couple funny things that were said yesterday.

Jay (to Abby): Did you drink my milk?
Abby: No. (pause) I just tasted it.

Abby (wanting Beth to read her a book): What does it say?
Beth (not wanting to read the book): Make it up. What’s in your head?
Abby: Hair!

Today
We’ve got a few inches of snow today and we’re expecting an “arctic front”. Sound lovely? I think I want to move to Arizona for the winter!