A smooth start to the day was not to be. The plan was take Rei to daycare, fill up on gas, wash the car, Christmas shopping in Sarnia, featuring lunch at Harvey's to scratch that fast-food itch I've had since Sept. 25.
Instead I shovelled out the driveway, eventually installed the new car seat for Kai (as he is too big for the infant car seat) and got to daycare almost an hour late. We gassed up as planned, with an unforeseen conversation about winter outer wear with a stranger who liked my jacket and thought I'd be snowboarding, futilely washed the car -- we were not even a block down the road before it was dirtied again.
Into Sarnia, where we loaded up a couple carts at Toys-R-Us and Wal*mart. Yes, we patronized the profit-grubbing megastore), but it's hard these days to argue with the convenience and prices. (No Harvey's, but I did get a Mozzaburger at A&W). Our return home was delayed while I got some windshield washer fluid.
From there it was clear sailing. Supper was an all-out endeavour: garlic mashed potatoes and grilled NY strip steak with Casillero del Diablo Cabernet Sauvignon, finished with some creme brule cheesecake and swiss chocolate almond coffee.
This chronicle of our day didn't see that much of Sarnia, but the title was just too inviting to pass up.