Being that it’s Thanksgiving time, I’m trying to realize daily what I’m thankful for…at dinner last night:
I’m grateful that when I dropped the half-full gallon of milk, it was a twist cap and not a pop on, as that jug bounced on the ground and the lid stayed on and no noticeable cracks in the jug. Mannnnnn, am I EVER grateful (thank you, thank you) that milk didn’t explode all over the kitchen. That would have “spoiled” my day and probably made several days after quite “sour.” (haha, milk humor)
I’m thankful there was no milk explosion.