Written by I posted several months ago about my distaste for jelly. If you need to refresh your memory, or didn’t get a chance to read the post, click HERE. Ugh…jelly just makes my stomach turn.
Unfortunately, Steven has a bad habit of double-dipping the knife when he’s making himself a PB&J sandwich. If he was sticking a peanut butter covered spoon into his jar of jelly, I wouldn’t mind at all. Hell, I’m never going to eat the stuff, so why would it matter to me? But, that’s not always the case, and there have been several instances where I have gone to make myself a peanut butter sandwich only to find bits of jelly contaminating the peanut butter jar. Of course, Steven adamantly denies double-dipping, calls me crazy and otherwise dismisses my complaints as figments of a paranoid imagination.
Today, we decided to have sandwiches for lunch. The minute I opened the jar and saw this, I grabbed the camera to record the evidence. You be the judge…
Lori Romano 
>This made me giggle. In this house the problem is with peanut butter and nutella…and they are ALLLLL innocent somehow!!!
>You can identify with your Aunt Vinnetta who can't handle toasted bread crumbs in the butter. :):)