Um…..blonde moment?

Tell me if this has ever happened to you…Someone comes over to your house. In my case, it was my sister. She came to help me put together some of my furniture that arrived from Ikea today. In between building night stands, she decided to eat the salad that she’d brought with her. As she tried to heat up the chicken meant for the top of the salad, I hear, “Hey, what’s this in your microwave?” I have no idea what’s she’s talking about, because I had not used the microwave today. Thinking she must be making some sort of wise crack about the cleanliness of my appliances, I join her in the kitchen. I get there just in time to see her pull a large blue bowl out of the microwave and set it on the counter. Oh my. It’s all coming back to me now.

This past Saturday, my daughter and I were out shopping for most of the day. By the time we got home it was nearly 9:00pm. As I checked my email, Megan came into my room and asked me what was for dinner.  My reply was something like, “Dinner? It’s almost 9 o’clock!” (It’s not like she was starving…we had a late lunch, and stopped for a snack at around 5:30 pm or so) A few minutes later I decided that I should at least make her something, so I opened up a can of spaghettio’s with meatballs (yes, I let my daughter eat processed pasta from a can occasionally), dumped them into a large blue bowl, and placed them in the microwave….and then somehow managed to forget about them completely during the 2 minutes it took to heat them up until 3 full days later when my sister pulled out a bowl of moldy o’s.


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