Just some slapdash thoughts that have very little to do with anything and a lot to do with everything.
Wednesday, September 30, 2015
And None of Them Are Mine
Dave and I just spent 45 minutes looking for a bag of cumin that we used earlier this evening to make dinner. It was a tense search and we never found it. For the love of god, where could the cumin have gone?
2 comments:
I'd check the hideout. It might be hiding out.
Where IS the cumin?! This kind of thing is absolutely maddening.
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