Today it is bitterly cold here. So cold, to quote Laura, it’s booger freezing cold! So cold that you don’t want to go anywhere even though you have to but you really want to snuggle with a blanket cold. Yeah, that cold! But, I managed to rip myself from my house and head to town early before it gets any colder today.
As I’m bee-bopping around the mall ( I actually only went 2 places. I know, it’s hard to believe!) trying to find new jeans for my son, who insists on growing at ridiculous times of the year, my stomach starts to growl. Hmm, it must be getting close to lunchtime. I ignore my hunger pains as best I can and finish up at Scheels. I have to walk directly through the food court to get back to my car and my hunger begins to grow louder. I tell them to be quiet b/c we’re not stopping to eat here when I have plenty of stuff at home that I could eat. “Like what?” says my stomach. “IDK, ” I say to myself, “There must be leftovers in the fridge that need to be eaten.” So as I’m driving down the freeway thinking about what could be in my fridge, my stomach reminds me of the yummy sandwich I had at the restaurant the other night.
“Yummy.” I think to myself. I saw the take home box this morning in the fridge so I’m sure the other half of my philly steak sandwich is still there. Waiting for me. Calling me. Telling me how much better it is the day after. Yum. I can’t wait to eat lunch! I drive through the below zero temps and howling wind as fast as I can because now I’M STARVING!
Safely at home, I whip the two shopping bags in the chair, peel my layers off, and head for the refrigerator. I open the door and there’s my box. Just like I knew it was. Waiting for me 🙂 I pull it out (lunchtime!) and open it up. To my HORROR guess what I find? Oh, I dare you to guess! Nope, not an empty box! No no no! It was worse than an empty box! How could it get worse you ask? Because, my half of philly steak sandwich that I had saved from the restaurant was down to a quarter steak sandwich! Someone took 2 big bites out of it and left the rest in the box for me to find!!! AND, they didn’t even leave me the best part 😦 They took the best part when they took their 2 big bites, most of the steak!!!
Just so the sandwich stealer wouldn’t have the last laugh, I heated up what was left and tried to enjoy it. I had a little meat and a little cheese, but mostly peppers and onions. I ate MY sandwich, but am not close to being satisfied 😦 I don’t eat other people’s leftovers, it’s mean! Who does that?!