Going Hungry

So nearly everything is moved...including most of our kitchen. I set out the few remaining food items on the counter so Peter would know his options. The small pile consisted of 2 cans of chili, a can of soup and a box of Mac & Cheese. I thought I was doing pretty good...but just a minute ago, Peter was monstrously hungry. He claims he hasn't eaten all day (I personally never understand how one can 'forget' to eat but it happens to him often). He wanted mac & cheese. Great! We got it! Oh wait, we don't have a pot to boil the water. Major disappointment streaks across his face. On to the chili. From the kitchen he asks, "Do we have a can opener?" Opps. I just laugh and he saunters into the bedroom to show me his smirking/irritated face. I love that face. Gets me up every time and he knows it.
     Peter went off to find himself some dinner. I don't know where he's going but I sure hope he knows I will be taking a bite or two out of whatever he brings back!

xo, p&l