|Costco-sized pretzel container - very handy|
Larry declared today FIX ALL THE CARS Day and has been shuttling our fleet of minivans over to the nearby garage to have oil changed and whatever the heck else they do that ends up costing us close to a thousand bucks a year.
We like to support the local economy, so it all works out.
Oh, and here's a picture of my latest Amazon purchase:
|You're all jealous of my mad photography skills, I can tell.|
No, I am not talking about the warehouse-size bottle of tabasco sauce; look at the lazy susan underneath it. LOOK AT IT! No more having to ask people to pass the salt or otherwise communicate in a civil manner at the dinner table. Now we can just spin that thing like a big ol' roulette wheel and hope that it lands with the Sriracha sauce facing the right person. Vingt-et-deux, ladies and gentlemen! Vingt-et-deux!
Yes, my children are apparently incapable of uttering such common niceties as "Pass the salt, please." Also, they insist on referring to this item as a lousy susan, because that's what Ricky Ricardo calls it on the I Love Lucy show. Noble savages, we call them. Or not so noble, actually...