Nothing says I love you like some Zantac

Guess what? I put on makeup yesterday so y’all get to see the new bangs.

I know. It’s all very exciting.

I was so busy applying makeup and straight-ironing my bangs that I never got around to cooking dinner. However, I figured it would be okay since I had made Mexican Casserole the night before.

Leftovers, it’s what’s for dinner.

What I didn’t factor in was that I used Extra-Hot Rotel for the Mexican Casserole and word on the street is the whole thing caused P no small amount of heartburn. I feel really bad about that.

So, last night when I made him eat it again for dinner, I served it with a Zantac. Because that’s just the kind of good wife I am.

I also offered to make some fresh guacamole to go with it. And I totally would have if the avocadoes I bought at HEB on Monday were anywhere near ripe, but they weren’t.

Mexican Casserole. With a side of Zantac.

Awesome.