I asked Justin the other day if he would buy me a bottle of wine (or six) when he stopped at the store to pick up stuff to make this.

So, imagine my surprise when I opened the refrigerator door to find this:

What.  The.  Hell.

He thought it was funny.

You know, because I kind of am a mad housewife.

For those of you who watch Sex and the City (the shows, not the crappy movies), remember when Charlotte’s husband got her a cutout of a cardboard baby as a “joke” when they found out she couldn’t have kids of her own?

Yeah.  It’s kind of like that.

I mean… I can’t imagine why he saw this and thought of me.

It’s not like there’s a resemblance.

*The best part is what the bottle says on the back: “Somewhere near the cool shadows of the laundry room.  Past the litter box and between the plastic yard toys.  This is your time.  Time to enjoy a moment to yourself.  A moment without the madness.  The dishes can wait.  Dinner be damned.”

YES!  Why make dinner when you can have WINE instead?