At 4:53 this morning, I reached for the milk to pour into my coffee...and realized it had expired. I'm surprised it wasn't moldy green, which would have been apt since the expiration date was March 17th, St. Patrick's Day.
If I was a newlywed, here's how our early AM conversation would have gone:
Me: "Honey, the milk expired! I'm going to go get you some fresh milk from the grocery, so you can have your coffee just the way you like it."
DH: "I don't want you leaving the house this early! I'll go pick it up. You just have the coffee mugs waiting when I return."
We've had 21 blissful, but realistic years of marriage. Here's how the conversation went today:
Me: "Well, snot! Who didn't check the expiration dates before opening the milk? That last gallon expired over a week ago! Even though it's just 5am, I'm going to go grab some fresh milk from the grocery."
DH: "Do you have some cash? If not, here's some...and grab me a donut while you're there."
Hahaha! Just keepin' it real, friends. I love that man so much, I gladly took an early morning drive so our coffee time was exactly the way we're accustomed. Life is great, but crazy. My big project is still in project-mode. Spring Break is almost here. I'm hoping to get the project completed and finish some sewing UFOs. If I keep an eye on milk expiration dates, I just might accomplish all my goals! ;)
What're you chatting about today?
PS...Happy Greek Independence Day!
PPS...Happy Birthday to LittleGirl! She celebrates '12' today.