My husband was angrily trying to shove the new flour container onto the top shelf of the cupboard, and ended up knocking a full bottle of rice vinegar onto the counter, where it shattered in a glorious explosion of microscopic glass shards and foul-smelling liquid. As if that weren't bad enough, the vinegar ran over the side of the counter and into the silverware drawer below, where it proceeded to coat the cutlery, soak into the drawer liner, and be absorbed into the wood itself. The kitchen smelled like vinegar for weeks.
My name is Shannon, and I draw silly things.
"You're not a guitar, but you're still my hero"