The Giants, “Warrior,” and a very Messy Banana Peel


“Who left this banana peel here by the kitchen sink?” Hubby calls out before breakfast.

I’m around the corner, putting the yogurt back into the fridge. Yeah, our refrigerator is not in the kitchen, but that’s a blog for another day.
“I was just about to throw it out.” I say as I emerge from the pantry/shoe room/coat room/fridge housing room.

“You mean you forgot to do it. Don’t say you were going to do something when you actually forgot to do it in the first place.”

These few lines of interchange nearly started World War III last Sunday morning. Wait. That was yesterday. Continue reading