Ran to Kroger, came home and the truck (meaning DH) is home and parked bass ackwards.
Whatta ya know he went and got firewood. Bit eerie since I was just talking about it here, then because I thought about it I checked the weather and it said a low of 27 was coming in and I thought Eh, we're good... evidently it changed between when I saw it and DH did to 19 instead. Makes me shiver just thinking about it, but the thought of fire roasted tators and mallows warms me right back up.