So, we're getting ready to go to the grocery store. RobertaX has a little notebook out and is jotting stuff down. I'm wandering around the house and calling stuff out as I think of it.
"We need cat litter."
"Already wrote it down."
I get ready to head out the back door, calling over my shoulder "Don't forget the list!"
I gain possession of the document at the supermarket and nearly pee myself laughing because, of course, across the bottom, under "Bread", "Breakfast Meat (sausage prfrrd)", and "Eggs" is "Liszt (Franz prfrrd)".