If You Could Eat the Box

Good morning all.  Getting ready to grab my granddaughter from pre-K and head to the mall for a very quick look at shoes.  Yes, I need a pair of comfortable sight-seeing shoes.  Going on several fall trips...we hope.


Anyway, yesterday for lunch the hubby and I couldn't quite find the perfect thing to eat.  Searched high and low and without peeling potatoes and dirtying up the kitchen.  Viola, I found a delicious looking TV dinner in the freezer.  It was a big one although the package serving size was one so we decided we could split it.  And then I found a couple of pork ribs that I had frozen from another meal so we definitely will have a filling lunch (why I don't date things for the freezer, I'll never know).


Well, I have to tell you, the meal was less than stellar.  In fact, inedible.  The beef pot roast was horrible despite the fact that it was a rather more expensive, name brand.  And the ribs...........they had been in the freezer too long.  So we had our couple of bites, and decided that we'd save our appetite for our evening meal.


Then he says this "If you could eat the box, we'd be full now." 


Get it???  I won't try to explain.


I love you.  Have a great day.


 

I Need to Go Shopping

I need to go shopping.  I have now gone through my clothes for fall and realize that the fall/winter things I got just this last spring on sale are not what I want to wear this fall.  Maybe I need to rethink all those great end-of-season sales.  What I wanted to wear just six months ago is now exactly what I don't want to wear.


Anyway, this morning as I was chatting/texting with my sisters someone mentioned that fall will be upon us this Saturday...............oh my.............don't tell me..........I could have been wearing my white pants another week????  Let me explain.  This year I put my white pants away the day after Labor Day...reverting back to the old rule "no white after Labor Day".  Who made up that rule, anyway?  For the last few years I totally ignored that rule thinking that if it is 90 degrees outside, surely it would be okay for me to wear white pants.  Surely!  And besides summer isn't even over on Labor Day.  BUT this year I started reassessing my age and decided maybe I should adhere by the rule.  After all, I don't want to spend the rest of my life in Fashion Police jail.  So I put the white jeans away.  (See you next spring.)


Then this morning after working outside for 10 minutes, I got hot!!!  So later today when I head for my yearly mammogram, I am going to rock my white jeans one more time.  (Hello again white jeans.)  If you see the Fashion Police, don't tell them please. 


Have a great day everyone.  I still need to go shopping. 


I love you fellow Fashion Police law breakers.

I Found His Stash

I've found his stash............


Tonight as I was browsing (otherwise known as snooping) around my hubby's computer room looking for my Trader Joe's Chocolate Coconut Almonds which I gave to him yesterday to hide them from me.  I even told him to flush down the toilet, one at a time, if he didn't want them.  "I never want to see these again."  You, friends, know I did NOT mean that.  That came out of the mouth of a crazed woman who had realized that she'd just eaten two dozen of these little nuts.  Yes, she hadn't even realized that she'd been chewing. 


So......what do I do?  ........I go searching for my candy........a day later.  I knew that he knew that I knew he wasn't really going to eat them or flush them.  No, he knew that my frantic immediate quest for a smaller waistline was only temporary.  He knew that I'd be searching for them eventually.  So, he put them back in the pantry.  Tonight I thought they'd still be in the computer room somewhere so I quietly began my search.  I sure didn't want him to know that I wanted them back.  I was just going to get a few, put them right back where I'd found them, him being none the wiser. 


BUT......pulling open the first drawer, I found his stash.  Yes, I opened that drawer and found a container of Sour Cream Pringels, two boxes of Chocolate Covered Raisins, and a can of cashews.  And.............on the desk was a jar of Nutella with a spoon beside it.  I had no idea of his stashes.  I had no idea that while I was beating myself up because I was having a love fest with my chocolate almonds, he was in there with enough goodies to fill a grocery aisle having his own food fest.


Well, he's sitting here on the couch with me, none the wiser that I found the almonds, that I ate six, and that I know that he has his stash.  Nope, not saying a word.  I think it's sweet that he has his stash.  I think it's sweet that he has his computer room with a drawer of goodies.  He's just sweet.  And I think it is REALLY SWEET that I got to sneak a few almonds.


Here's a link to my new favorite TJ treat.  http://www.traderjoesreviews.com/product/trader-joes-chocolate-coconut-almonds-reviews/


Yes, I found his stash.


I love you.