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I thought I'd barbecue some swedes for my sandwich!
whoops, wrong thread...
I didn't answer, none of the answers seemed to fit. Mostly because I'm not sure. We might grill, but we don't have a grill anymore. Or we might go to the beach, but we're going to the mainland on the red-eye that night, so probably we'll be frantically packing, passively-aggressively yelling at each other for not having packed sooner. Mostly I'll get the blame, as I don't have a workplace to head to each morning right now. But I'm always responsible for packing the kids' stuff anyway, otherwise they'd have like 7 shirts, 50 thousand toys and no pants (of either type- the under or the over) and certainly no toothbrush. And that's if my husband packs. Heck, we're all lucky if he remembers to pack underwear for himself.
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