For those of you who read this blog regularly, you may wonder from time to time if there may be some embellishment, seeing as my life is something out of a bad redneck sitcom.
Believe it or not, it’s true. The whole reason I started blogging is because crazy stuff happens to me all the time.
Case in point:
I came home from work yesterday and got ready to prepare dinner because I’m all Martha Stewart in a trashy wife beater, cut off Levi’s, and flip-flop sort of way.
I made the executive decision to serve chili in the main dining room.
So, to prepare this gourmet feast, I must defrost the hamburger from the freezer. When I opened the freezer door I discovered this…
Wonder Nut (A.K.A. Ella Bella Bo Bella) has yet to understand the basic principles of science that a liquid (in this case, a can of Diet Coke) freezes into a solid at 32 degrees and thus exploded and made a huge mess in the inside of my freezer.
However, there was a light at the end of the tunnel.
A bright, luminous beacon of light to make all my worries dissipate into happy thoughts…
because I had prepared for this moment….
and had put this in the freezer two nights before….
HALLELUIAH!!!! HALLELUIAH!!!! HALLELUIAH!!!!
