I read the Real ATlantic Superstore flyer on the internet this morning while sipping tea at 5AM. The paper doesn't arrive until about 7AM.

Some stuff that is usually $1.79 each was on for a buck. I was at the the store at opening and got some and I got a treat... sommat to munch on while watching the Tom's Curling Brier this weekend... a large veggie tray with salad dressing. Baby cut carrots, celery, broccoli and cauliflower. Decadent? Yes. But, I live alone and to buy the stuff would mean I wouldn't be able to eat it all before I would have to throw some out. That is my excuse, and I am sticking to it.

I opened the fridge. I moved a few things around and made space for the LARGE plastic veggie tray on a top shelf. As I was putting the tray in the fridge, I let go of it with my left hand. As it was supported only with my right thumb on the top, the weight of the 1600g tray was cantilevered in such a way that the lid let go and, in a rather spectacular fashion, about three quarters of the veggies made their escape.

Many tried to hide in amongnst the fridge contents, on every shelf. Some even hid under the fridge. The less intelligent ones simply laid on the floor.

I gathered the escapees in the plastic grocery bag, thinking I would rinse them in a colander, boil them for five minutes, and create a delicious veggie stir fry. Indeed, this was a blessing in disguise.

I cleaned the fridge and the floor. I felt my initial anger subside as I had a plan to make lemonade from lemons.

I went to my office, down the hall, about twenty feet from the fridge. I was looking for the light on the answering machine when I stepped on... A CARROT!

I let out a roar of not-so-nice... how in the hell did you get all the way down here???... and then took to laughing.