i’m making dinner and i realize it’s now become a habit. i turn cans over to see their expiration date. but i don’t do it, usually, because i think the goods have gone bad, though i’d have to amend that statement if i was at my folks’ house – their pantry is often full of expired surprises. no, i play a game with the cans. i start wondering where i’ll be or what i’ll be doing on that specific date. i think i even set a goal of sorts for myself based on a date on a can of tomatoes a few weeks back. and all last year i hoped i wouldn’t be pregnant on any dates in my pantry – it was a long, hot summer. mondays are indeed slow around here. let’s hope april 20, 2009 is a bit more exciting.