One of the kids left the bread open this morning - I'm halfway to homemade bread cubes for stuffing!
I got all excited last night because the grocery store in the next town over (which is technically the same town we live in - mailing-address-wise - though I rarely go there, but I used the excuse of needing Motrin for Mr. Crankypants Teething Boy when I was really looking for stuffing) had 2 big shelves and a cardboard display of Pepperidge Farms stuffing mix. Excited until I got close enough to see that they only had crumbs or cornbread. Vomit. I almost cried. Got my hopes all up and then kicked me in the face.
I HATE TEXAS.
Best part - they were out of Motrin.