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Wednesday, September 21, 2011

What's worse than onion breath?

Tonight's dinner menu: Chili in the crock pot. 
I like to have a crock pot meal at least once a week to save myself the task of cooking after work. Every Wednesday I have problem solving meetings before school, and I have to get there 15 minutes earlier than usual. Since today is my early day at work I got all of the prep-work for the chili ready last night before bed. I stayed up an extra 30 minutes to fry the hamburger and chop the green peppers and onions, mind you this was at 10:00 last night. I woke up this morning, and all I could smell on my hands was onion. After several hand washings and even the use of lotion, still at this very moment, I reek of onions 18 hours later.

So to answer the question, "What's worse than onion breath?" 
-Onion hands. 

However, I do have a very scrumptious looking chili, onions and all.

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