Yesterday we had many bags of groceries to tote in. I hand them to Lee and he puts them on the dryer or washer which are right inside the back door. The last one I handed him wasn't the heaviest but somehow we mishandled the handles. The bag fell flat down to the floor. I picked it up and the bottom item was a dozen eggs.
I had checked the eggs at the store to be sure none were cracked. Now I was afraid to see what we had now. I opened the carton. Only two were broken. My thought was throw them out. Lee said, "Why don't you make yourself some scrambled eggs?"
So I did.