I was eating my food all by myself and next thing I know there is a party in Bonnie's room. WOW!!!!
I have to tell a little story on myself. Now everyone get ready for the comments. I was making spaghetti for the chili. DD was going to have it with her chili and DH was going to just eat the noodles plain because his stomach is upset. (Did I mention that they drink beer at these retreats. Helps with the explanation of feeling a little sick. Bad Boy deserves whatever he gets) DS and I get carry out because we have been eating the chili since last night. Now I don't know if I did this subconscously or if it really was an accident but ................I put the colander in the sink, like I always do.............I get the pot with hot water and spaghetti.........carry it to the sink................pour pot of water and spaghetti into colander ..............colander tips over and all the cooked spaghetti goes down the disposal hole. I mean all of the spaghetti. No more dinner. It is gone. I don't know whether to laugh or cry. DD is still in her snit because she didn't get the chance to sell her fundraiser and stomps out and DH starts telling me to stick my hand down the hole and get it out because it will stop up the disposal. I look at him and yell that if he wants to stick his hand down there and pick up steaming hot sketti then he is welcome to it. He just stands there dumbfounded and not knowing if he should try it or not. We stand there in a stare down until he gives up and goes to pantry to get a can of chicken soup.
So the moral to my story. Don't mess with a mad bfeller, she may throw your food away.
karen, do you want me to come down and throw anything in your house down the drain? Maybe a DH????? I am in the mood.