Woo Hoo for you!
Just back from a little trip to the grocery store with Terry in tow...this is really a crack up - we were in the produce aisle, I was selecting cukes and zukes, Romaine and onions and the Nut Man headed straight for the bins...he scooped up a couple of HUMONGOUS scooperfuls of smoked almonds into a plastic bag, gave the bag a spin and closed the top with a wire twisty.
BTW, Folks, Nut Man has no idea what I write here on the Forum. None whatsoever. By now he should know that there are no secrets with Aunt Blabby…
I shopped the rest of the aisles with an



We strolled through the parking lot and when we arrived at our spot, NM unlocked the door for me, as he is wont to do. Boy howdy!



NM stashed the groceries in the back of the van and climbed in beside me; plastic bag in his clutches and placed it on the console between us.

“Whatcha smilin’ about, Honey?” he asks.
Leopard Woman replies, “Oh, nuttin’ really.”
Before we left the parking lot and turned onto the main highway, I hear the crackling of a plastic bag.

NM succumbs again!
When we got home, Nut Man and I carried in the groceries. Unca was sitting at the supper table having a little respite.
He spied Terry gripping the bag of NUTS…big old grin spreads across Unca’s face. I cracked up – “Wait until I report this to Ria!”
After putting the remaining NUTS into the cupboard, the oblivious Nut Man retreated to his office. Betcha he can’t eat just one!

Ria, you have figured out your weak area and you are doing something about it. There will be a time when you may have those NUTS again but for now, you understand the value of avoidance.
You are on your way, Girl!

(Hey, are you in danger of Hurricane Frances?)