Pants On Fire
Liar Liar Pants on Fire!
– Every Child Since Forever
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Husband is on my list. You know the list, the one that makes me look at you all squinty eyed. The list containing the crazy lady at Wegmans who had to discuss with the cashier the pro’s and con’s of each and EVERY item she was purchasing and then discuss the proper packing of her twelve thousand reusable grocery bags and the idiot driver who decided to use the breakdown lane to pass me on Route 1.
You husband, who I just discovered was STEALING from me. Stealing from your poor, poor, berry deprived wife. Stealing my berries from my Kashi cereal. My favorite Kashi Strawberry Fields cereal. You, sir, are lucky I like the cereal just the way I thought it was, perfect corn flakes with just the right amount of sweetness. I have to admit that I do feel a little better knowing that my cereal could theoretically look like the box and much better when I know that Kashi wasn’t trying to scam me out of a few freeze-dried strawberries and raspberries.
I still love my cereal and of course I still love you even if you are a liar-liar-pants-on-fire-stealer of berries and of my heart.