- As I was packing up our everyday plates (aka plastic plates; see: above), I realized I was missing one of the six. I asked Jared if he knew what happened to the other plate and he fessed up – he melted the plate in the microwave. I can’t even be mad, I broke one of our nice plates last week. That’s one broken dish closer to my beloved Fiestaware (My precious).
- I still hate packing, but I’m getting used to cohabitation with a zillion boxes. I think that’s probably a bad sign.
- Since I packed up all our plates (everyday and nice) I bought paper plates.
- On a separate note Jared offered to do the dishes last night. Nice try, pal.
- I made this paleo zucchini lasagna for supper last night. It was delicious.
