just the crumbs

Brad and I have just gone through the pens, and thrown out the ones that are no longer producing the ink that makes them useful. I fought him a little on a few that hold sentimental value (big surprise), and luckily won most of those battles. Now our phone bill has "Hello, my name is Brad," written all over it in every color imaginable, as that was the test phrase for all the pens to endure. And how I'm in trouble, because my husband just found the almost-empty box of doughnuts that we just bought the other day...whoops.

So at some point, I'm going to write something about why I have decided to join this mysterious world of blog, but tonight is not the night for that. I have to go and solve the case of the missing doughnuts.