I was complaining this weekend as I was cleaning radishes about how much I hate cleaning radishes. I grumped about the slimy green leafy parts, the annoying rubber band, the sandy dirt, and the fact that there is always and exactly one radish too many to fit into and properly seal closed the Tupperware container. Mr. Typist commented that this was the first he was hearing about this, and yes, it is, because I am the strong, silent, stoic type and I don’t go around discussing my emotional anguish with any and all who will listen. That’s what I have a blog for. At any rate, this little moment led me to think about both domestic annoyances and domestic small joys that I don’t often reflect on. I shall start with the annoyances:
Hilarious, Kristen! 😍