Ya can't eat just one...

When I got home from work today I remembered something I'd done this morning and didn't take to completion.  OK, here's what happened.  First thing this morning I trudged into the kitchen to let the dogs out and to turn on my water for tea making.  Little guy had left a bowl of uneaten chips (yes, this mom is all about nutritious snacks) by the sink.  There was a cockroach right in the middle of the bowl munching, munching, munching.  I thought for a moment and came up with a brilliant plan.  I reached over the bowl, all sneaky-like so as not to send the roach a scurrying, and grabbed a small plate out of the cupboard.  I gently placed the plate on top of the bowl, trapping that little bugger.  As part of my cockroach capture and release program, my plan was to wait till after I bathed and dressed and then toss the contents of the bowl in the front yard.  What actually happened was that I totally forgot about that trapped creature and rode my bike off to work, leaving it on the counter for someone else to discover.  That someone was Dave.  I only asked him if he found it, I didn't go any further.  Figured I'd just be asking for admonishment and a tale of the roach's demise...I'm quite sure Dave's not a fan of my insect capture/release program.  Oh well, a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do, right?

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