I bought a bag of these the other day. They aren't bad. They aren't a home run with me, though. They really DO remind me of puffy Cheetos without yellow dust ... just not quite right.When DH makes a certain sighing exhale, it's an indication that things are not quite right around here. He made that noise today, then showed me today's mail. There's a problem all right, and I know what I think it is .... but it's only a guess. What am I going to do about it? Not much, unless I get a phone call, but it's unsettling.
I passed my resume in for a job that 1) I know I can do with one hand behind my back and 2) pays well. I would like a phone call from them also, if the phone call fairy is listening.
I see a crisis on the horizon. All is not well. I wonder if it will sail past, or come steaming up river to my door?
