Yesterday morning, my lovely wife wrote down a grocery list for our trip to the supermarket. She showed it to me to see if I could add anything. Now, we buy two kinds of honey; tubs of whipped honey for topping peanut butter, and liquid honey in a plastic bottle that sorta resembles a beehive. I looked at the list, and I gave her a great big hug. Then I made a thumbnail mark next to “squeeze honey.” She’s still giggling about that, 36 hours later.
What if she would have wrote whip honey? 
