posted on Sep, 22 2018 @ 12:15 AM
In a lovely case of spousal miscommunication, with a dash of not paying attention to what's missing in the fridge this afternoon, a dozen bratwurst
ended up grilled instead of the 6 we'd planned on.
See, while hubby took a much needed afternoon nap on the couch, I thought I'd do him a favor and grill up the brats for dinner and just let them rest
a bit in the microwave while I did a few chores upstairs.
When he woke up, he grabbed the other pack that was supposed to get frozen for a future dinner and tossed it on the grill. I come back downstairs and
notice he's grilling, "What are you grilling?" "Brats. You know, for dinner. You want to eat, don't you?" "I already did that during your snooze,
they're resting in the microwave..." "....F%&!"
I guess I know what we're having tomorrow for dinner. On the bright side, it just needs reheated, lol.