Duh moment...

TC and I usually go to the grocery store on Sundays and get groceries for the week. Since his parents were staying through Monday morning, we didn't go at our regular time.

We had dinner Monday after we both got home from work and then went to the store. We got some grape tomatoes, granola bars, chocolate syrup and a steak. Then we went to Braum's (because they have the best milk) to get a gallon of milk. No biggie.

On the way home, TC says, "You want something from Sonic?" Sure! Why not! He says, "The milk'll be fine..."

We ordered and got our drinks in amazingly quick time (did you know they have sour shots now?!?) and headed home. On the way, I reminded TC that we had a tape of Six Feet Under to watch so we started talking about that. We pulled into the garage around 8:15 pm and settled on the couch for an hour of this (somewhat disturbing) HBO show. When it was over, we watched some more TV until 10:00 and it was off to bed.

As I was trying to get to sleep, I started thinking about the granola bars. Where did TC put them? I certainly didn't put up the groceries. Ummmm..."Did you put up the groceries?"

TC says, "Sh!t" and we both trotted into the very hot garage to retrieve the groceries. Milk and steak right into the garbage.

Do we have short-term memory loss or what!