Apparently, I’m “Loose Button Reading Glasses Applesauce.” Sounds kinda crafty but also a bit forgetful, which is honestly accurate. I just finished sewing a button back on my old flannel, found my reading glasses in my cardigan pocket (where else?), and there’s a half-eaten jar of applesauce on the kitchen counter from my lunch. If I ever write a prepper memoir, that’s going on the cover!
Some of these names could double as indie band titles, I swear. Anyone else discovering they carry weirder stuff around the house than they realized? What’s the oddest food item within reach for you right now? I thought applesauce was boring but someone’s gotta be sitting near a can of something wild.
