So there’s a story behind this note. I was trying to mow lawn and found out the battery connections needed to be cleaned and repaired. Steve was helping me this time. As I scrubbed the connections with a wire brush, I quickly grew frustrated with the quality of said brush. Half the spiny bristles we missing.
“You think you could buy one when you go to town,” I scolded.
Steve rebuttled, “You think you could buy me pepper when you go to town!”
I have no idea what the connection between a wiry brush and pepper is, but Steve has it figured out.
He was faster than a young-whipper-snapper with his smart-ass response.
The following day, I found this on the fridge. (Yes, I placed the pepper on the island, right where I knew he would see it.)
He makes me smile!