Apparently a rouge package of Ramen was breached and everything went straight to hell. Even better? When checking all the ingrediants in my airtight tupperware, I droped 5 pounds of pasta all over my pantry floor.
If anyone needs me I will be beating my head against the wall, swearing, crying and also trying to unclog the shop vac hose that is full of rigatoni.
P.S. I had plans to post about a lovely gift of earrings sent from Minnesota, but the damn yeast-consuming bug world is hell bent on mocking me.