I ran into my friend Audrey at the grocery store this morning. We talked for a few minutes and I mentioned that we'd just been to the liquor store - and that's why Dixon was eating a lollipop. (He calls it the lollipop-liquor store. It is his favorite place.)
Audrey looked at me sort of funnily and said, "Why were you at the liquor store?" To which I replied, "Because I go there at least twice a week." Doesn't everyone?
But this is what made me laugh: she said, kind of philosophically, "That's why you have such a happy house. Because you always go to the liquor store."
Words of wisdom.