Husband: "what kind of 'man paraphernalia'?"
Wife: [looks at items left atop the microwave, where the paper towel roll lives]
Aldi is a place to find many wonderful and oft unusual items. Knock-off Cinnamon Toast Crunch is a good sign; I'm the kind of guy who isn't picky about the name on the box so long as there's the requisite amount of sugar-per-serving.
DIY almond bark... That's a step farther down the dark alley. It's not like Aldi is Ikea--I expect my plastic-wrapped chocolate to be pre-assembled, even at a quirky discount chain like Aldi.
What separates my encounter with the almond bark construction kit from my other Aldi encounters is that there didn't seem to be any almonds in the package--neither slivered, nor sliced. It was, so far as I can tell, a package of baking chocolate with carefully-targeted packaging, expertly placed among holiday decorating and baking paraphernalia to attract unsuspecting novice almond-bark-makers.
I don't know if that's brilliant or diabolical.
Four blue eyes.
Baby onesies scrubbed with dish soap and lying out to dry in the sun.
The sink full of dishes, then empty, then full again.
Two brown beds (one of them pink) and a play mat with a tiny baby in the mirror and a very frustrating dangling acorn.
An imagination littered with thoughts about history's corpses and corpuses, and a blinking cursor on a white page.
What a small world it was this week. But an infinite one.