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I want a Corona - Hold the Virus, please

Wow. Just wow.
Steve and I went to our local little Walmart last night and I could not believe what I saw, but I know that you have all been there too. You have all looked at the bare shelves and thought W...T...F?!?!

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Like, what in the actual....how did a respiratory illness equate to everyone buying up every single roll of toilet paper and every sweet morsel of Velveeta Shells and Cheese!!??!

I am baffled, not by the panic or the fear of this pandemic - because I am a little fearful of getting sick, not so much so that I need to purchase all the groceries in the freakin' free world, but that people do not have enough supplies in their house to survive this.

Does that make me weird?

I have toilet paper, paper towels, pasta and meat. I have these things because I keep them in my house on the regular. You see, we have two teenagers, and trying to figure what to feed them, what they WILL eat, when they will be home to eat, and if and when they are bringing friends over to eat with us and/or to spend the night or weekend, forces us to be prepared to feed and house 1, 2, 3, 4, or up to 14 people on any given day, with a variety of things.

And even if it were just Steve and I, I think I could still survive 2 weeks in my house without rushing out for a pallet of poop paper! Plus if we've met...you know that I could stand to miss a meal or two, so two weeks eating ramen is not going to kill me!!

And real talk...even if you ran out of T.P.  - You and I both know that anything can be toilet paper if you are brave enough.

I mean...That is Bravery - but you do what yo have to do! 
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And if all else fails, I have a hose and a yard...and when that day comes,  you should be thankful you don't live next door to me (Sorry in advance to Mike, April and Holly - also to the people I don't know behind us).
Buy this EXACT handheld sprinkler at best-garden-hose , because you just never know what you will need it for. I currently use mine for my YARD, but it may come in handy elsewhere someday.





What was I saying? Oh yeah - The empty shelves just made me shake my head, grab a box of Truly's spiked seltzer waters, M&M's (because I could live on those alone - but only the Peanut Butter flavor) and leave the store, thankful that I apparently was raised to be prepared.

This is it.

My game day has arrived - apparently dressed as a deadly virus.

Thanks Mom and Dad, I always thought you were crazy for telling me to stock up, but now I see it...
It's go time, and I am ready!

I'll have that Corona now, Hold the virus.
Please.
XO
~A
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Don't get confused....The beer and the virus are NOT the same!
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  1. I hear ya, sistah! Got my Pabst Blue Ribbon, enough fast food napkins in my glove compartment should I run out of tp, and plenty of Tostino’s Party Pizzas to survive the apocalypse!

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