My 2 men, a little chicken and me

Tonight we are going on about the 3 week with no grocery shopping.... hummmm what's for supper. I clean out the fridge of all the bad green stuff and there is nothing left. A little chicken breast from the night before and a onion. I ask my men... do you want me to con-cocked something with this chicken or Mac and Cheese??? They give me a look that says... they want Mac and Cheese. I don't I hate Mac and Cheese so I ignore them and start cooking. Well it's fabulous but could I do it again? Probably not

My 2 men also think I'm weird with taking pictures of everything... who cares, right?

This is what I seen tonight while eating our left over chicken surprise.... This is a man's hand and it's on the end of my little boys arm! Where did the cute littleness go? :(

Update on this man's hand above.... we get a call tonight.... "I hit a d...... cell phone dies. He calls back "I hit a deer, Where, On sunset and ..... cell phone dies. He calls back "I hit a deer, Are you Okay?, Yes but can you come here?, Yes did you call the cops?, No, Is it more the $500 damage, I don't know, Then you better call the cops, Okay but are you coming? My little man still needs us... I love it!! He's okay, the buck is not and his car.... well let's just say that this dirty garage hand needs to find another job.