You know what's a pain in the ass? Shredding bills and bank statements. It's time consuming, it's messy, and one box of paper creates three trash bags full of 1.5 inch X .3 inch paper strips. I want my bills to now be sent on cheese. That way when I shred them, I can at least at do something with the by-product. Put it on a sandwich, throw it on some pasta, toss it on top of some corn chips - all of which is better than trying to shove 20 pounds of paper into a trash bag meant to hold no more than 10 pounds. Great nachos CJ! Why thank you. That's my electric bill you are eating. I shred everything. Cable bill? Shred that bad boy. Don't need anyone seeing what extras I rented (don't judge!). Phone bills? What if someone finds my itemized statement and starts crank calling my relatives? Shred it too! Retirement statements? No one has to know I need to work for another 70 years. Shred, shred, shred! Amazon receipts? Ohhhh no. None of your bees wax. Yes, I
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Sounds like great fun.
Here's wishing you some sunshine!
Sounds WONDERFUL!
And awesome name!
If it would just warm-up here a bit Ms. Creek we would be all set.
Cristina you would be the perfect mixologist as long as you were not all work and no play.
You can sure have some of our heat Cj!!!!
How about if I trade you for one of your knock out martinis?!
j.
thoroughly enjoying your blog - found it via karen -- the newly wed!
btw, i make a mean gin martini!
Should be a nice weekend here, CJ.
Wilbraham Peach Festival is my destination on Saturday.