I was gone on my business trip for 2.5 days. I’ve been back for a week now, but I’m still having
a hard time getting back to any routine.
My husband related that while I was gone, Youngest Daughter
actually missed me, for certain reasons.
By dinner on Wednesday, she was asking, “When is Mommy coming back? I want some salad.”
Ha! Victory in the battle to bring fiber to the next generation!
My husband said, “Why do you want salad?”
YD: “I want to eat
something crunchy. ”
Husband: “What do you
think the Doritos are for? Put some of
those in your sandwich.”
* * * * *
Here are some of the inexplicable things I discovered
around the house, the day after my return.
The neighbor's mail that we were collecting while they were away. It was supposed to be returned to them the day I left, not the day after I returned. Oh, well. |
A stack of Youngest Daughter's math papers, under the dining room table. |
A defeated turkey pillow. |
I brought this losing lottery ticket back with me. |
4 comments:
Doritos! Leave it to Dad...
Ha! Doritos! That's classic.
My MIL has the same pillow.
I can always count on my husband to put food away --he's Scottish, and you don't waste pennies or food! Even when it's inedible.
When my mom was away (this probably only happened like 2 times when I was a kid) my dad would feed us stuff from his southern childhood, like canned creamed beef and stuff. It was awful.
It's amazing how a simple word can really change your perspective. When I first saw the turkey photo, my thought was, "Aw, the turkey's taking a well-deserved nap." But after reading your caption, I felt so sorry for it- it suddenly looked completely and totally defeated.
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