So I'm sick. Like sinus infection, snot dripping, hacking up nastiness sick. I know ya'll wanted those details. You're welcome.
The other night I made my dinner, rotisserie chicken and green beans. I reached to grab THE SALT SHAKER, but missed it and grabbed my OPEN Diet Dr. Pepper instead. Before I realized it, I had doused my beautiful plate of rotisserie chicken and green beans with.. Diet Dr. Pepper. Not happy.
As I was replacing my soaked chicken and green beans with dry chicken and green beans, I remembered another such occasion when I wasn't lucky enough to have dry food... One of my childhood friends, Julie Beard, and I went to Pizza Inn before a football game, sometime around 5th-ish grade. I accidentally spilled my full entire glass of Dr. Pepper onto our freshly made pizza. And my Daddy made us eat it anyway. Ohmygah. I was soo embarrassed! Oh the humiliation of eating Dr. Pepper soaked pizza!
Being a decision making adult (who soaked their dinner) made me truly appreciate my... adulthood. If my Daddy had been there, he probably would have made me eat the first plate. Gah. Parents can be so mean.
