Submitted by Natasha in Alberta, Canada (To read more about Natasha, visit her website Becoming Something.)
I tried to catch a nap and forgot to put the peanut butter away. Do you have any idea how hard it is to clean up greasy peanut butter so that no smidge of it is left behind?
What you don’t see is our wheat grinder to the left slathered in PB and the stuff in CHUNKS on the chair slipcover, on the floor and on the wall. (I threw her clothes in the garbage.)
Josie, age five, said after, “Mommy, when I saw the mess of peanut butter in the kitchen, I was terrified! I was flabberghasted!” Thank you Pinky Dinky Doo.
Everyone knows that the first bite is the sweetest.
Said The Orange: Frutarians, if you see me walking by with corn holder thingies in my eye, look away. Baby, look away.
Sigh. Gives new meaning to “dirty money”.
