*giggle*
Dinner Made Easy sent me mail! And the folks there must've spent a lot of crafty time making a lovely, framable presentation of grossness for me!
I'm just sorry that my sender had to consume the Cheeseburger Macaroni to make mine. *shakes head*
I find it even more puzzling that it's sat on the counter for two days and Chris hasn't noticed the absurd thing. Nor did he seem surprised that Dinner Made Easy sent me a big brown envelope. Has he just accepted that I'm weird?
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Thank GOD you found your funny. I was about ready to come up there and find it myself.
And yes, Chris has accepted that you are weird. At least, I'm pretty sure he has. I may have to ask him.
And can I guess who your funny is from? Cause I think I know.
You can guess, but I can't tell you if you are right!
My funny was just in the backseat of the car. I found it while putting my boots in the backseat this morning. And no, not my cowboy boots, silly.
Why would you put your boots in the backseat? Shouldn't you be wearing them?
Yeah...we know. You silly Cheeseheads don't think cowboy boots are boots. *shakes head*
Next time you come to Texas, I'm taking you to REAL Texas style places.
I think Boo sent your funny to you.
I didn't need boots this morning, but now it's snowing and I need my boots. Almost time to bundle up!
Yay for funny mail! Mine made me giggle, too. Maybe Chris is the weird one? Yep, must be it.
I showed my parents the banana pics and my sweatshirt and they didn't bat an eye.
So yes, Chris just accepts your weirdness. :)
Mmmmmmmmmmm, Hamburger Helper!!!!
It's one of my cheesy favorites.
Hamburger Helper is the bomb. Especially the lasagne one. Mmmm.
Grossssssssssssssssssss
*sits with Boo and Carey*
Fun fact: I am horrible about storing leftovers in my fridge. I leave them there way too long and basically only bother to clean it out when I run out of storage containers. (I know, I'm disgusting.) Anyway, I just cleaned out my fridge the other day and uncovered a moldy old batch of Hamburger Helper. I might not be able to eat HH again for awhile after seeing that. LOL.
Jen: Buy the Gladware plastic bowls, etc. Then you won't have to wash them. You can just toss 'em.
If there's anything worse than Hamburger Helper, it's moldy HH. *shudder*
*whacks mailer with a box of HH*
Nothing says love like framable grossness!
Jen, did your old Hamburger Helper look like brains? My college roommate and I left a bowl of something in the fridge too long and it looked like brains. After that it became the benchmark by which all other old fridge leftovers were judged. "This is bad, but it's no brains."
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