Ok, so DH and I were sitting down for TV hour this evening after Speck was in bed, and as usual I had the munchies. I had picked up some popcorn today to address this problem, because lately I have been dipping rather heavily into Speck's stash of goldfish crackers. I don't know about you, but my munchies almost always require something crunchy. But I digress.
So DH looks at the bag and scoffs "Huh, gourmet popcorn. That's an oxymoron. About like fancy mustard." Which cracked me up. And which caused us to say simultaneously, "Or fancy ketchup". Which really gave me the giggles. BTW, we checked, and neither our ketchup nor mustard on hand happen to be fancy. Thought y'all should know.
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