My Husband is the very best of husbands and I wouldn't trade him for anything. He unloads the dishwasher, after all, a task I find tedious, and he never takes it personally when I completely rearrange things he has put in the dishwasher. I don't like to complain, so we'll say that a feature of his unloading of the dishwasher is that things sometimes go to unexpected places. So this morning as I was searching for my little blue boxes to pack the boys' lunches I could find the lids but not the bottoms. I looked in the drainboard, the container drawer, and the other drawer where things seem to go, but they were not in any of those places. The lunch I wanted to pack didn't fit neatly in the Ziploc lunch containers and I was in a rush, so I shuffled things into containers for sharing and headed out the door.
Ravioli and veggies (green bowls for them, glass bowl for me), blood oranges, blueberry muffins.