Thursday, May 1st, 2008
Overheard at our house number umpty-eleventeenth
Imagine, if you will, a fat "plokplokplokplokplokplokplokplokplokplokplokplok" sound from the kitchen.
Me: "What are you doing in there?"
John: "I’m filling the olive oil container. I kind of like the sound it makes."
Me: "Are you going to end up pouring olive oil all over the counter because you like the sound?"
