Last night, I was lying in bed crying over the little Fab Five cuties when the husband calls me into the kitchen. Conversation before I see the picture:
Sour: Is there a reason the lid is off the jar of pickles?
Me: Not that I know of. I haven't even had a pickle since I packed my lunch this morning.
Then it hits me, the lid has been off the jar of pickles since about 7:30 this morning. That is approximately 14 hours that our fridge has soaked up the smell of pickle. So the jar of pickles is so big that I don't even take it out to get the delicious snacks. So the picture was the jar of pickles lidless on one shelf and the lid just laying on another shelf minding its own business. So pretty much I have no sense.
Here is a ridiculous montage of the food I have eaten the past couple of days.
Thought for the Day:“Judge not, and you will not be judged; condemn not, and you will not be condemned; forgive, and you will be forgiven"- Luke 6:37