A big vat of these suckers just arrived from my boss in the east coast office.
M&Ms are my drug candy of choice for any candy-centric situation. (Halloween, cookie-making, stocking-stuffing, Tuesdays, etc.)
A note for The Mr: These are thoughtfully labeled with the intended eater’s name.
That means they burn like eating the sun if any other shmoe attempts to snack them down. It’s a total fact.
Just Sayin’.
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So this is the view of my towel when I realized I’d forgotten to strategically place for it after my shower. Way. Over. There. across the too-big-to-ever-get-nice-and-steamy master bathroom. Waiting for me by the tub that I did not use.
Too far. So cold.
Normally I am all about boundries, but I used The Mr’s towel in desperation.
Too big.
Just Sayin’.
(And yes, that is “the suit” you see on the counter.)
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Reluctantly Suburban 