Tuesday, March 1, 2011

No wonder my Hubbs cries when I hug him

Today our can opener broke and I was too settled in to go out and buy another.

So I broke open a can of black beans with my bear bare hands:
manicure still good!
I really wanted to make enchiladas.

Ok, here's the truth: I stabbed the top with my wine tool's foil cutter and then cracked it open with a hammer.
Either way, I'm barbaric, I know.
Today's activities included painting, wire cutting, drilling, installing, then I went home from work and made a raised-bed garden.
Tell my hubby I need a can opener.

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