Wednesday, August 12, 2015

No Use Crying Over Spilled Milk

Apparently it's one of those weeks. As we brought in the groceries the other night, I literally spilled the gallon of milk all over the ground. Poor Keith didn't know what was going on because suddenly I yelled, "HELP! Emergency!" and he didn't know what could possibly constitute a grocery bag emergency. He was able to get a pitcher and we saved about half of the milk. Hooray! My shoes, though, seemed to get the brunt of it. Alas, it wasn't until I was already at work the next day that I realized my shoes were drenched. Oops.
Today I wore my dress inside out. For HOURS. Yep, those are my blonde roots showing, thank you very much. Guess it's just one of those weeks. No use crying over spilled milk, though, right? :)

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