Not exact matches
you know what's
crazy is that when I was in Aruba I had a mishmash of all kinds of
stuff in my cupboards and I made some bars (I made lots of white choc fudge too) but I * almost *
threw some potato chips and Cheetos into it.
In one of the parenting magazines I was just flipping through (all right — looking for
crazy stuff to poke fun at) here's a «tip» I found: «I fill a bag with shoelaces and outlet covers, then
throw it in my purse.»
Whenever I tried to reasonably explain myself, they would just
throw arguments about food processing, insulin, and other
crazy stuff in my face.
I know life gets
crazy and if you're like me - you're
throwing stuff into your bag last minute.