Soda pop helps them bones grow.

With winter dragging on, I played a little game, I like to call "How long before I am forced to go to the bleepin grocery store."
Not a very catchy name, but they can't all be winners.
This is really the Russian Roulette of Housewifely Duties.

Goal: how many days you can make meals out of the leftover food in your cabinets.

The Lazy Susan, (though, Coach prefers we don't call her lazy...he thinks she doesn't like it)...therefore, the Relaxed Susan is our deep bench.
She is stacked with hidden plays and if nothing else, contains an array of canned goods in a pinch.
Unfortunately, once you lose one of the Starting Five to fouls/injuries....you will be forced to get to the store.
Milk, Water, Bread, Capri Sun (Tink's recruit) and a brand new player to our Game (thanks to our current weaning of Coco)...Baby Formula.
On day Four, we lost the game.

Now, if I had run across this Advertisement earlier...I could have earned us another day, at least.

Heeelllloooo....Flashback Friday.
Clever open....

8 more days until the 1955 Sock Hop!
Giddy up.