Crabcake Confusion
To be honest, I got a little cocky. I can only blame myself.
My wife went away for a few days recently, leaving me in charge of everything – the house, the meals and our daughter. I had complete control.
In the days and weeks leading up to this time, Bridget and I giggled over having the freedom to not put a clip on a bag of cereal of chips, just daring the food to go a little bit stale. In other words, I showed my true maturity level.
When we had the house to ourselves, we didn’t go nearly as crazy as we may have intimated, but we certainly had a little bit of extra fun. We didn’t have many bags we could leave unclipped, but we turned the TV up a little louder than usual and had no regard for normal rules of when the day’s newspaper moved from the dining room table to the recycling pile.
Like you, I am amazed the police never showed up to calm us down.