18 November 2007


"Baby, have you seen my sea salt? It seems to have run off somewhere."

It was sitting there on the dining room table as he fried up some hash browns. "Here it is," he said.

I picked it up, and was about to walk out with it. "I was just about to use it, though."

"I was just about to put it back in my purse."

I love the fact that he didn't skip a beat as he sprinkled some onto the golden potatoes, and handed me back my secret stash to replace in my bag.


  1. I <3 sea salt! Maybe I should start carrying a secret stash in my bag...

  2. That's hilarious, although I think amyagogo's story about finding a potato in her purse still wins. ;)