Sunday, February 6, 2011
He left to run an errand and I ran (not literally) to the kitchen to fix a relish plate for the Big Game. Carrots, celery with cream cheese and for me celery with peanut butter.) Carefully covering the plate with foil, I slipped into the MEAT drawer, thinking, he'll never see it there. All that meat is for breakfast which was over. . . today just doughnuts and coffee.
So as soon as he returned and went for a drink, he opened the MEAT drawer, pulled out the aluminum covered plate saying, "This is probably something that needs to be thrown away." I don't know what he thought when he saw my carefully prepared veggie tray, but I know what I thought when he said it should probably be thrown out.
Happy Super Bowl Day.