I haven't had luck with the Panera drive in. The portions always seem skimpier when purchased through the drive up service as opposed to dining inside.
Most recently my toddler has learned to open the fridge and I sent him to get me string cheese throughout the day. Might as well make his newest skill useful.
Post by sallywalker on Aug 4, 2015 20:47:52 GMT -5
A few years ago H and I got the flu at the same time. We were SOOOO thirsty and all we had in the house was water. We ordered a pizza so that they would deliver some soda as well.
OH. I buy a lot of used books for my bookshelf but I never read any of them. Instead I just re-buy the Kindle version because it is easier to hold when I'm reading in bed at night.
I don't think that sounds lazy since you followed through with leaving the house. I would have eaten like, stale cereal then bitched to my dogs about how much I wanted Panera without ever leaving the couch.
I've been waiting for my birthday money from my mom (LOL) so I check the mail before heading out for the day but just sift through it looking for the card then shove it back in the box to deal with later.
When H and I first started dating there was a water ice place across the street from my house that also made breakfast sandwiches. I could see it from my bedroom window. People would walk up and order. One day I was talking to the owner and I told him I lived across the street and loved the sandwiches. So, he gave me the phone number, and on weekends, we would call, order our sandwiches, and he would put a flag out the little window when it was ready. So when we saw the flag go out, I knew our order was ready, and (H) would roll out of bed, walk out the door, get our sandwiches and come back upstairs and we'd eat in bed.
When H and I first started dating there was a water ice place across the street from my house that also made breakfast sandwiches. I could see it from my bedroom window. People would walk up and order. One day I was talking to the owner and I told him I lived across the street and loved the sandwiches. So, he gave me the phone number, and on weekends, we would call, order our sandwiches, and he would put a flag out the little window when it was ready. So when we saw the flag go out, I knew our order was ready, and (H) would roll out of bed, walk out the door, get our sandwiches and come back upstairs and we'd eat in bed.
When H and I first started dating there was a water ice place across the street from my house that also made breakfast sandwiches. I could see it from my bedroom window. People would walk up and order. One day I was talking to the owner and I told him I lived across the street and loved the sandwiches. So, he gave me the phone number, and on weekends, we would call, order our sandwiches, and he would put a flag out the little window when it was ready. So when we saw the flag go out, I knew our order was ready, and (H) would roll out of bed, walk out the door, get our sandwiches and come back upstairs and we'd eat in bed.
I believe this is actually called living the dream, my friend.
Same. If not putting on a bra is the standard by which lazy is measured then I have quite a long list of lazy things I've done. But I'm also a card carrying member of the IBTC so there's that.
Post by MixedBerryJam on Aug 4, 2015 21:07:46 GMT -5
I have been known to text my kid down the hall to please come turn my light off because I cant reach the switch without getting out of bed. Except I actually CAN reach the switch, I just have to stretch to do it. Both boys know not to answer my texts after I've gotten into. Bed.
Most recently my toddler has learned to open the fridge and I sent him to get me string cheese throughout the day. Might as well make his newest skill useful.
I knew how to make a screwdriver at a pretty early age. Just sayin.
When H and I first started dating there was a water ice place across the street from my house that also made breakfast sandwiches. I could see it from my bedroom window. People would walk up and order. One day I was talking to the owner and I told him I lived across the street and loved the sandwiches. So, he gave me the phone number, and on weekends, we would call, order our sandwiches, and he would put a flag out the little window when it was ready. So when we saw the flag go out, I knew our order was ready, and (H) would roll out of bed, walk out the door, get our sandwiches and come back upstairs and we'd eat in bed.
I *might* be able to top this. When I lived in DC my apt bldg had a bagel shop on the ground floor. My friend and i (separate apts, same building) used to call another friend who lived on the other side of the Hill and offer to buy his breakfast if he would get our bagel sandwiches and coffees and bring them up to us. This happened pretty much every weekend.
I'm the laziest person that ever did laze and I scoff at the idea of grocery delivery being considered "lazy."
To be fair, my view on this might be skewed by the fact that in my area, there are exactly ZERO even quasi convenient grocery shopping options, so grocery delivery isn't something I even bat an eye at.