It’s Not Like I Need Further Proof That I Live With Cool People
but here’s one nonetheless: as I rounded up all the thingamabobs that needed washing today, I saw a plastic jar labeled Ramenator.
I have no idea what a Ramenator is, but it sounds like something everybody should have in their kitchen. If I’d been feeling Sherlocky at that point, I would have sniffed at the jar to verify if it did indeed contain Ramen at one point. But because I had chikkin frying on the side, I settled for simply giving the Ramenator a good scrub.
Between the eggs that I’d drawn faces on and jars with funky names (like Ramenator), I’d say this house will do alright. Living won’t ever be boring–not here, at least. This is a house that knows how to laugh.
Just for reference, this is what my eggs look like. Yes, my eggs. Ha!