Last night I get home from work and go to start dinner. Nothing fancy, Spagetting and meat sauce. I find we are out of already prepared sauce, again, no biggie, I go to get a can of tomato sauce to make some homemade real quick.
I go to open the can and the damn can opener will not work. No matter what I try I can not get it to turn!! I got so frustrated I started bawling! I yell up to DH that he needs to come down here and I tell him whats going on and he just starts laughing!! I had to laugh to cause the idea of crying over a broken can opener is pretty funny!! Gotta love the hormones!!