Why no woe?
This guy:
See how fast he's moving? (Obviously the blur is because of his super-hero like abilities, not because we have a silly little pink camera and my hands shake. Definitely not that.)
He's cleaning out the fridge for me. At night, when all we both wanted to do was Sit Down.
There's been a lot of slack around here, and he's been picking it up like some kind of super-picker-upper (if only he could pick up this sentence, eh?)
We've been MIA from Food Waste Friday for two weeks, and here's what we have to show for it:
Mr's homemade barbecue sauce for Root Beer Pulled Pork, the last few pieces of kebabs, the last of the pork, rice and lemon cabbage food rescue, a tiny portion of tomato mozzarella salad, and some other things I can't (don't choose to) remember.
All of these are leftovers, and there's some slack in that department too, since I haven't been able to bring myself to eat my share for lunches. Leftover Slacker, that's me.
But there is some woe, and I've kept it from you for long enough.
Two weeks ago, Mr and I had our first midwife appointment, and since we love our Sarah, Mr made Maple Candy for her.
Except he didn't. He made maple taffy. He poured it into the mold too early, and although we waited a long time for it to set, it was in vain.
WOE.
(It didn't stop me from enjoying the spoils though).
(Food Waste Friday is graciously hosted by Kristen at The Frugal Girl)
