Anyhow, back to the actual appointment. We get there at 1:30 and I go plop down in a chair to read a book. It's taking him forever at the window. He turns to me and says, "my appointment was at 9:30." Well, crap. OK, let's go. I guess I'll get out of the Danny Gokey dream for awhile yet.
We roam around to a few rummage sales and found my youngest a great pair of like new sandals for 50 cents! I was so exciting considering our wonderful Wal-Mart can't carry a single pair of sandals in his size through the summer. That's a whole 'nother story.
And the highlight of the evening is making Tuna Helper (gag me) out of a box. Couldn't really find anything else to make. I'm dumping the ingredients in and to my despair, no tuna. Good thing for a little grocery store in my town. Did I mention little? However, they did have tuna. Yay! 2 cans per box. Wow, that seems like a lot of tuna. I decided 6 cans (for 3 boxes) was too much and only put in 4 cans. I go read the box, ya know, because I have to follow basic directions and it says, "for a milder tuna taste, use one can of tuna". Good.
Me: "The box says for a milder tuna taste to use one can of tuna. So that's why the stuff last week tasted so tunaie."
Hubby: "Is tunaie a word?"
Me: "Yep, it is now!" Ha, I told him!!
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