Yeah, we caved…just like half the metro population who weren’t at work today, we ran a couple of legitimate errands, then tootled about aimlessly, bemused at the traffic and the number of people still scrambling around shopping for no good reason. (I’m one to talk—I grabbed a handful of no-good-reason things, too.)
But a small dose of silver bells and crowds running home with their treasures is enough—it’s good to be back at our shabby house on Turkey Creek watching the cats sleep.
While doing so, I’m really relishing a cup of this chai adaptation by Twinings; a stray teabag that must have come from Christmas elves; I know I didn’t buy a box. The addition of apple gives it a spiced cider feel; mild and drinkable without milk.
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Tootled is the hillbilly cousin of toddled, which is a far classier version of milling about aimlessly.
Tootled about XD
Tootled is the hillbilly cousin of toddled, which is a far classier version of milling about aimlessly.
My coworker had to introduce me to “bumbering.”
Bumbering is lovely. I fritter a lot, too.
Hmmm fritters are for corn. I get my whos-its and whats-its in order. Or I mill about smartly. Mostly the latter.