It was hamburger night in the Miller household tonight.
After I took doggy to the vet, I came home, and Ty wanted to start our burgers.
In keeping with my New Year's Resolution of eating healthier (yeah right.), I said, "Wait, I wanted to throw some fries in the oven, and they take longer. So wait a little bit."
So I stuck the fries in the oven.
After awhile, Ty started the burgers, and when they were finished, I opened the oven to check on my beloved fries, afraid they'd be burnt after being in there so long.
"Wait." I said. "Why do they still have frost on them?"
Guess who never turned the oven on?
So we had fries for dessert.
What? You've never done that before?