Day 285
This is what happens when I leave my husband to his own devices. Now granted, I have been known to trace words on the banana peels so they appear magically in the morning for him to see (he was very disturbed when his breakfast was calling him an infidel), but I am not one to arrange the fruit in such a manner that it looks like we should be paying homage to it. Ok that is a total lie. I would so do something like this. But I didn't...this time.