Last week, we had a brawl reminiscent of the bloodbath at the Cornucopia (even though I was disappointed in the movie, I'm still committed to using Hunger Games references in everyday life). I can't even remember what we were bickering about. Probably who wore it better.
The next day, Adam made the grocery list, which included "Something Yummy for Emily's Lunch," and went to the grocery store. And he came home with 5 Reasons I Should Never Fight With My Husband When He's in Charge of Grocery Shopping.
4)5)If you're wondering what #3 is, I can't help you because I don't know. And I'm the one who ate it. It might have been fish. But it might also been breaded spite.