In case I wasn't *sure* I needed reading glasses...
At the buffet table, the seafood salad was obviously different from the Waldorf salad as I spooned portions onto my plate.
But, once I was seated, I noticed I was stretching my neck and peering down my nose to determine which was which.
"What's the matter, dear?" The Husband tried not to snicker.
"The table's too tall," I told him. "It's not at arm's length."
But, once I was seated, I noticed I was stretching my neck and peering down my nose to determine which was which.
"What's the matter, dear?" The Husband tried not to snicker.
"The table's too tall," I told him. "It's not at arm's length."
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The larger problem that I see here is that you willingly consume seafood and Waldorf salads...
Eww...
Y'know, Thumper, Richmond at One for the Road said as much to me, also. Hm...
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