I Sent Mr. How Sweet To The Store… Again.

Because last time I apparently didn’t learn my lesson.

And this time, he came home with only this.

All I needed were potatoes. But last night we were conversing about the lack of snacks in our house. Clearly he was so starved on the drive home that he had to dig into the Mountain Dew and pretzels. And that orange juice sure isn’t for his breakfast. It’s for something that begins with a “v” and ends in an “odka.”