Taco Night!

Last night, Kalie and I cooked tacos for the men. It was a great meal, kind of a reward to them for working so hard all week.

Okay, so this may be one of those "you had to be there" kind of story, but I pulled out my sour cream while we were cooking and said "This is all the sour cream I have, will that be enough?" Kalie gave it a look like ...THAT...is your sour cream? and said "No, but it's fine, I'll just call David and tell him to bring ours.

Thirty minutes later when David finally shows up, I got a kick out of how much they really like sour cream. (the one on the left is mine)


Rule #84. Forget the Joneses.