Last night the Prof. and I took the kids to dinner for pizza.
Afterward we went to the grocery store to buy two gallons of milk because we were obviously running out.
I have no idea what happened, but I woke up this morning and the two gallons of milk were still on the floor next to the door. There goes eight bucks.
I just dumped it all down the sink, I can't remember bringing it all in. Maybe I did. You know, at some point, you do something so many times you can't remember if you did it ten years ago, or if it was last night.
The sad thing is that the milk probably has so many gross hormones and whatnot in it that it would have been safe to drink. If it were up to me I would buy the organic stuff, but the Professor refuses to buy anything health nutty to a certain extent. I just barely drink the stuff anyway. If it makes your kids prematurely develop, then I hope it works for the Oldest. His high-pitched Mickey Mouse voice gets to me during the long days of existing.