Harry Potter and the Health Inspection of Doom*

The sun rose today as I desperately scoured the dingy aisles of the Restaurant Depot for the perfect paper-towel dispenser. It set as I dressed to go dog-food shopping for a Boston terrier who has lived on scrambled eggs for two days. After that stop, Rob and I went to dinner and a movie, the first civilized evening we’ve had in recent memory.

We passed, by the way. My business will open on schedule.


* Title suggested by my husband, who has many more functioning brain cells today than I do.

Comments

Yay!

Hallelujah, you did it!! Congratulations!!!

What Cara said.

Congratulations!!!

Congrats!! All your hard work and efforts have paid off. We all look forward to spending money on your beautiful merchandise and imbibing terrific coffees and teas this weekend.

Huzzah!

Hooray! What kind of business is this again?

Congrats!

Now, what is it that you've accomplished, exactly?

Congratulations!! Now you are a nation of shopkeepers all by your own wee self. Napoleon would be proud!

I am presuming that Goblin is in charge of the tills.

Love

Woohoo! Now, are you ever going to give us details of this store? So we could, like, stop by and purchase your wares?

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