she ratted me out...

so I might as well tell you. It's not a huge deal, just a moment of brilliance that would make my husband cringe. So, we were at the pool last week for swimming lessons and I took apples for snack time. I washed them before we left, had napkins to lay them on, but oh man, I forgot my handy dandy apple slicer thingy. No knife either. It's probably not a good idea to take a knife to the pool whilst I'm surrounded by lots and lots of excited, dripping wet, shivering in towels children. What to do? Use a key?...uh, no. My finger nails?...uh, no. They're too short anyway. Oh wait! How about a credit card or something? Yeah baby! That's the ticket! Okay, the germs from swiping my card in who knows how many machines...disgusting. But I just got a new loyalty card that had never ever been used so I wiped it off and hoped for the best. Let me tell you...it worked like a champ! Apple slicing brilliance! My friend Kim said I should take pictures so I could blog it. I said no because I knew Tim would be grossed out by the germ factor so he didn't need to know about it, let alone see pictures. Well, Kim, you were right, I should have gotten pictures. So how did Tim learn of my brilliant apple slicing device? Simple, miss O ratted me out.