Last night I went grocery shopping - which is not one of my favourite things to do, I hate all the people bustling around, the line-up etc. So, by the time I got home I was hot, tired, cranky and I had an incredibly sore back.
Kellie LOVES the fridge, so as I'm putting the fruit and vegetables in the crisper she is poking her nose into everything all excited that the fridge is open more than the customery 3 inches to allow my arm in to grab what I need. Then it happened, the bag that the grapes were in burst open and the grapes fell to the floor. Kellie was in heaven! There were grapes rolling all around the kitchen, Kellie was scampering after them, pouncing on them and I was trying to grab them all back before I had a big puddle of grape juice. I finally managed to gather them all up much to Kellies chagrin. I finally collapsed on my chair in the living room, with the fan blowing on me and a couple of Tylenol #3's to help my back. About 45 minute later Kellie came galloping in chasing a grape - I didn't even budge - I let her play with it. Before I went to bed I did another search of the kitchen and found 4 more grapes, who knows how many more Kellie has squired away and will turn up later : )