You know those people who keep really clean cars? Like no preschool art projects piled on the front seat? No jackets draped over the carseat? No empty water bottles on the floor or socks stuffed under the chair? Yeah, well the fact that I can host a Dirty Minivan Competition might be a hint that I am not one of those people. However, I am married to one of those people. Imagine my surprise when I used my husband's car to go somewhere and found this on his passenger floor. He had been partying. Hard. This was very unlike him - at least to leave the evidence of his hardcore partying. It warmed my heart. Even the best of them can't always can't keep their junk together. Or eat healthy.