We arrived at my parents' house yesterday for Easter enjoyment. Shiloh got some "Simply Grapefruit" juice out of the fridge knowing full well that it was likely to be expired. He checked the date it was "Best By" well over a month ago. He knew better to throw it out or he would hear a voice, "Did somebody throw out my grapefruit juice? That was perfectly good juice."
Today we teased my Dad (as we always do) about his expired self. He looked at the date on his juice and said, "This is just the 'best by' date. It's fine."
I love my Dad. He eats gross, moldy things. He thinks organic food is a joke and a total rip off. He swears that high fructose corn syrup is a vegetable. He'll probably live to be 110 years old.

Then there's my Mom. She is not into expired junk. She just likes to hide little kids' Easter baskets in... how do you say... unexpected locations?

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2 comments:
too funny...i'd say more, but someone might see my comment..we have some of the same relatives
I've always liked Les...
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