Iiiitttsss Tax Time!
My husband does ours. Which means I’m due for my annual verbal spanking.
“Do you have any idea how much we spent on fries this year?”
“SIX. THOUSAND. DOLLARS!”
“What?” Okay, what with 5 kids, I don’t have a lot of time to cook, but I’d had no idea.
“What did you buy? Gold plated keyboards?”
Huh? Oh! Frys Electronics! My hearing ain’t what it used to be. Phew.
Our diet is safe for another year.