Tuesday, October 30, 2007


Kristi won't let me grocery shop, because she doesn't think I'm capable of it. For instance, I once brought home a gallon of milk that was five days from its expiration date. Yes, I should've checked, but we can go through a gallon in five days; no big deal.

But look what she did. She brought home this pizza crust:

Here, let me zoom in on the expiration date:

I guess that makes my "drink-it-in-five-days" milk look pretty damned good, doesn't it?