Alas and thank the good Lord, they stopped making it immediately after Christmas. And then! Lo! (and behold!) they sent out a message that they'd be making it for Easter. For Easter only! And then it goes away again!
I was delighted, but also kind of puzzled. Because what does eggnog have to do with Jesus? And then I was like, what does eggnog have to do with anything?
So. So given this small window, I bought as much as I thought we could handle. By we I mostly mean me, because nobody else I live with seems as fixated.
Two gallons of eggnog turns out to be a lot. More than we could handle at once. And we needed to freeze some. And we had these handy freezey containers. That we're no longer using.
And no, I don't know why I'm using the Royal We. I mean I. Me. Or maybe I do mean we. My boobs and I. We. Us.
I hope I've explained myself enough so that you realize that by resourceful I don't mean that