So I have been checking the commissary for the jimmy dean sausage that I use to make stuffing and in the breakfast casserole I make for Christmas morning. Well they haven't had it in forever. I went yesterday and it was still out and I was pretty discouraged that they would get it at this point. I could make the stuffing without it and it would be no big deal but what was I going to do about breakfast for Christmas? I love this casserole because you make it the night before then pop it into the over in the morning so once the presents are all opened it's ready! Perfect in my humble opinion! They had some other sausage but nothing that seemed like it would work. For some reason I've been really bothered by this. Not only are we away from family but it seemed like an end to a tradition that really in the big picture isn't a big deal, but to me, yesterday, it was.
So I'm sure you're wondering what the point of this rambling post it! Well this morning Josh called to have me bring him his razor (he's on duty and has been gone since yesterday morning) so after we dropped it off I figured I would run by the commissary real quick to get wax paper since I was already out. Well while we were there I thought I'll just check one last time for the sausage and IT WAS THERE! I could have cried I was so happy.
Strange I know.
Apparently I have issues.
Blame my mother.
Just kidding Mom!