This takes a left turn if that is one of those ladles made with the super cancer black plastic that we’re all supposed to throw away now.

You know you’re getting old when you think, “That’s a decent looking ladle.”

My usual response to this: Nothing. If you have to get me something, give me chocolate (or something else I can eat or drink).

I have my own money. If I need something, I buy it. And if I don’t buy it, I don’t need it and don’t want anyone to get it for me.