Reason No. 1,844

I've been craving lasagna for a few days now. Army of Dad makes a mean spaghetti sauce. He'll make giant batches and we freeze them for future spaghetti meals and for lasagna. Well, I was all excited. I went to the store and got some pasta and cottage cheese (my preference over ricotta for lasagna) and I started browning my ground beef.

I reach over to get the defrosted spaghetti sauce and thought to myself, hey, that doesn't look right. Upon further inspection I found beans in it and thought, hmm. *DOH* It was chili.

Here's my sign.
I'M AN AIRHEAD

Army of Dad chuckled and said he'd make me spaghetti sauce tomorrow night while we're eating chili for dinner. We'll have lasagna on Wednesday night. Looking on the bright side, at least I won't have to plan meals for the rest of the week, most likely. :)

At least I just act like a dork and don't look like one like this girl. Her parents must be so proud.