the lazy sister's curious adventures down the rabbit hole of space and time and gravity
Sunday, March 16, 2008
Not Sharing, Not Caring
When I shifted stuff around in the car trunk, I found a half empty can of Christmas Trash: chex cereal and nuts and cheese bits and pretzles baked with butter and salt and red pepper. It was still crisp. And yummy. Every last bite. Right then.
I keep hearing about this Christmas trash...did you have some that one Christmas we came over and made cookie ornaments? I don't think you did. Wah. I have no memory file there either, but it sure sounds like something to have all by yourself in the moment of discovery. Hey, finders keepers, right? =)
Hey, maybe that was a half-full can. I can't believe you haven't had any Christmas trash. I can do the recipe, and I can send you some this year. Do you do very spicy?
5 comments:
You go girl!
I keep hearing about this Christmas trash...did you have some that one Christmas we came over and made cookie ornaments? I don't think you did. Wah. I have no memory file there either, but it sure sounds like something to have all by yourself in the moment of discovery. Hey, finders keepers, right? =)
Hey, maybe that was a half-full can. I can't believe you haven't had any Christmas trash. I can do the recipe, and I can send you some this year. Do you do very spicy?
Yeah, it was half full! =)
And yes, I do "suck the heads of boiled crawfish" spicy from time to time.
And Indian spicy...oooh....I made a mean chicken tikka a couple days ago...now I'm hungry...must find leftover chicken tikka.....
=)
I so would have eaten every last bit of it, too. I'm trying to not be offended you didn't share any of it with me, actually...
You rock. I love snacks found during car cleaning.
Post a Comment