Y’all. Since we moved in to the house on the hill, I’ve been on the hunt for my crock pots. Yes, two of them. I misplaced two crock pots. I wanted to make lasagna soup for supper tonight, so I bought a new crock pot while I was out yesterday evening.
When I opened the pantry to get the Italian style diced tomatoes, there it was. The crock pot. Yes, right there in the pantry. Granted, it wasn’t the crock pot I normally use. It’s the one I don’t like, but it was there. At eye level. I lost a crock pot that was right in front of me. For months. It’s been “missing” since April. Really?
So I did what anyone would do in my shoes. I opened the new crock pot and got everything ready to turn on in the morning. I’m now the proud owner of three crock pots–including the missing one still sitting on my pantry shelf. And, of course, the camo one (that is truly missing–at least I think it is).
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