Blondes do really have more fun. They just don't know it!

There are times when if you knew better, you probably wouldn't do some of the stupid things we do.

I have to share this: I'm watching and kind of listening to Kathy, as she is making her "New Diet" lunch. "Flat Belly Diet" FYI, this is the 7th diet in so many months.

Anyway, I hear her mumbling, "What is wrong with this knife? It won't cut!" I (of course) have to look up to see what's the problem; and NOT to my surprise, there she is trying to cut cherry tomatoes with a garnish carving knife.

I told her that won't work, so she quickly goes in and picks out her next experimental cutting tool. Same thing but this time *with a look of surprise*, "this one does cut EITHER!"

NOPE! There's no mystery here, because now she's trying to cut with an oyster shucker.

I guess it's time for an intervention. Trying not to piss her off too much. I make a suggestion, "Let's go to where there are knives." I went into the "KNIFE DRAWER"

I know who would have thunk? Eureka blondie finally cuts her up some tomatoes. Success!!!!!

She knew where this mysterious drawer was.  But at the time didn't remember. NOW she knows...