Filling in for Chris and Janeen this week always throws off my schedule when it comes to eating.   I usually wind up with some sort of dinner around 3pm and then want a snack before I go to sleep around 9pm.

Last night, while watching Billy the Exterminator with my son, I decided to have some tortilla chips with my wife’s homemade salsa (good stuff, fresh from her garden.)  The salsa is stored in a plastic container, of which I poured some into one of those chips n’ salsa bowls.  While putting the plastic lid back on, my hand slips and sends the bowl to the kitchen floor.  I’m seeing red, literally and figuratively.  

After 10 minutes of salsa clean up, not an easy job, I proceed to re-fill my salsa portion of the bowl and go for the chips.  The chips are in one of those gigantic bags from Costco, and after filling the bowl,  I’m mindful to keep the chips fresh by winding down the top of the bag – which tears away from the rest of the bag sending three pounds of chips to the floor.

Evidently my shouting and cursing sounded like I was having a heart attack and got my wife’s attention.  She managed to calm me down and offered to clean up the mess so I could have the snack that I really didn’t need before going to bed. 

The Billy The Exterminator episode wasn’t that great either – he was tracking an armadillo and then a squirrel in a woman’s house.  The salsa, on the other hand, pretty good.