Monday, April 25, 2011

In My Defense

When I was little, I always ordered my McDonald’s hamburgers with extra pickles and when I behaved in the grocery store, I usually chose pickles (or black olives) as my reward. In fact, throughout childhood I ate so many pickles that I got the nickname Pickles – which helps explain the name of this blog: I’m the pickle; the Mr. is the onion (that’s an entirely different story).

All this to say: when the Mr. and I combined our Saturday walk with a trip to the grocery store, it was totally natural that he would choose ice cream and I would choose pickles.


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