A benefit of marriage
Here’s a good thing about being married: I just came home and found an opened bag of corn chips* in the refrigerator. Now, if I were single, I would have to admit that I was either very scatterbrained, drunk, sleepy or all of the above when I put them in there.
Since I’m married, I can just blame Jenn.
* The chips were Tostitos Scoops, which I wholeheartedly recommend without any sort of free bags of them from Frito-Lay, although I am certainly open to them showing up on my doorstep.
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I put clean folded laundry in the fridge once. She wouldn’t buy that I saw her sleepwalking…
Comment by Dmitry the Wizzy — September 6, 2006 @ 8:34
I put a gallon of milk in the cabinet with the cereal. It was not pretty.
Comment by Widge — September 6, 2006 @ 9:06
I once put ice cream in the fridge by accident.
Comment by Jenn — September 6, 2006 @ 15:06
Mmmm, corn chips. Thanks Beau. Now I’m hungry!
Comment by Arune — September 6, 2006 @ 17:24
Jenn did it on purpose. Clearly, nothing says “I love you” like cold corn chips.
John
Comment by John — September 8, 2006 @ 8:38