Over thanksgiving weekend I made chili for dinner the night before to feed the masses. It was super easy what with just browning the meat, throwing all the ingredients into the crock pot and letting it simmer for 6-8 hours. I've never had my own crock pot, but Mike does. And while when I moved in stuff became "ours," we still know who came with what.
So when my parents arrived, they saw the chili simmering on the kitchen island. And my mom, having shared a kitchen with me, knew that I didn't have one. So she says to me:
mom: I didn't think you had a crock pot Sarah?
me: I don't. It came with the boy!
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