Remember back a month ago, when The Pony and Farmer H went to Oklahoma for The Pony's OU registration? When The Pony drove his Rogue? I sent snacks for them in the cooler Farmer H packed with bottled water (but forgot the Diet Mountain Dews that I bought for him at Save A Lot).
Yes. Snacks. I packed some of those little crunchy breadstick/cheese packets. And peanut butter cheese crackers. And a Chinese Tupperware container of green grapes and stemmed cherries that fit perfectly in the cooler.
This is what it looked like when I got it back:
Oh, I don't mind that they ate most of the fruit that I had cram-packed in that container. What I mind is that they damaged my Chinese Tupperware. Look at it! See there? One of those corners is not like the other. It looks like they dropped it.
What I mind most is that neither one of them knows anything about it. Nope. Nobody dropped it. What am I talking about? Corner? What's wrong with it? Oh. That one? Looks like it got chipped. No. I don't know how. Maybe it was like that when you packed it.
Sweet Gummi Mary!
I can't get Chinese Tupperware like that anymore. And the #1 son has kept about five sets of them. Though he, too, denies it. Probably just threw them away!
This is why Mrs. Hillbilly Mom can't have not-even nice things.