This afternoon I went into the dining room to get my daily allotment of two Jordan almonds and was shocked to find that the bag had been moved. Evidently, I have not been the only one dipping into the delectable treats. But who? The boys never go into the dining room so I didn’t think they were the culprits. Besides, they really aren’t the Jordan almond-types.
It had to be PB. When I confronted him with the evidence, he gave me that wide-eyed innocent look before realizing he was cornered. He admitted to taking two almonds out of the bag, but quickly added that he didn’t really like them that much.
Sixteen more days. Man, will I be glad to get this candy out of the house. It’s turning us into thieves and liars.