I love my wife. I love how she's always curious and excited and willing to try the same things over and over again. Like beef stroganoff.
But Samantha and I had ourselves a little discussion the other night after the Mrs. went to bed and we decided that enough is enough. We needed to restrict the lady's access to that which tempts her to excess.
We started out by putting locks on the cabinets
. Sam was a great help with the drilling while I catalogued the kitchen inventory to make sure the girls would still be able to sustain themselves.
Then we secured the perishables. 
This is a doorknob in our house.
And this was what happened.
5 comments:
That was funny.
Jon, I want to remind you that we barely know one another, and just because you came to my wedding, doesn't mean we're friends.
However, it's funny when you make fun of people who aren't me.
I laughed so hard I little pee came out.
I was on my google reader and didn't see your header, but when I went to comment I couldn't even stand it I was laughing so hard.
Actually, I am a little bummed that you didn't have Becky rolling around screaming for beef stroganoff in wax paper.
You guys are some of the coolest people in the world.
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