Dangers of Waiting Up Until Steve Gets Home From Night School

I wasn't doing too badly yesterday, except for the fudge, of course, until Steve came home after his night-school class, where he is learning all about landscaping and the Latin names of every plant in the universe, with a bag full of McDonalds' products, which included a small order of Frixit Solanum Tuberosum for his mommy.


I might not have mentioned it here, but the Lovely Nikkie said she would post a picture of me eating them and rat me out.