Well, we ate the MRE, and pronounced it spicy! The chili and macaroni was tasty, but surprisingly spicy. The bread was dense and strange, and the cheese spread was spicy. The red hots – spicy. All spicy, and all pretty durn tasty. The creamsicle cookies? Fabulous! We’re actually thinking that MRE’s might actually be handy to have on hand – you know, for the Apocolypse and everything. Thanks again, Peggy! (I took photos, but they looked a little strange.)
In other news, it is taking me longer than I though to put the IKEA loot to good use. I keep having distractions when there’s time to hang stuff up (like barfing children), but the housekeeping area is taking shape. I needed to have writing materials in there, so a steel strip and magnetic boxes did the trick!
That’s all the news from Lake Wobegone. Wait – can I get sued for saying that?
The spiciness is to make you a better soldier. Are you growing extra hair on your chest?
No, but my aim is better. You must be right.
If the indicator is more chest hair, how will Lloyd know?
Extra hair?!?
Sorry about the spicyness…I hope they included Tums in your kit. Did yours heat up in the bag correctly? Or was heating not required…what with all the hot spices?
We heated it up correctly, except for the bottom inch, which was cold. That was nice to have a comparison, though. And by ‘nice’, I mean ‘gross’.
Plenty of people around here keep MREs because they must keep a 2 year supply of food. We don’t have a 2 year supply of food, but we do have a 2 year supply of booze. I wonder who will be better off when disaster strikes?
Everyone else will probably be better off, but you won’t care one bit! 🙂 In fact, you will probably be laughing about it and toasting each other to your brilliant planning skills. Cheers!
Genius!
Oh, that action photo is PRECIOUS! I feel like I’m kneeling beside that little guy while he works. WONDERFUL!!
Do you have a wooden toaster by the sink?
HA! Maybe it’s part of a diabolical lesson plan…Now remember kiddies to always plug in your electrically appliances to the nearest water source.
Rent is so high in
New YorkPreschool-land that tiny apartments with even tinier kitchens are all we can afford. We have, like, zero counter space.