Day 12 ~ Mustard

These mustards live in my fridge.  My husband did the groceries today, and came home with the PC mustard...because we didn't have a Sweet with Heat mustard.  He is responsible for the grocery shopping in my house, and every time he leaves the house, I say the same thing "No dressings, and no mustards."  When I  started to complain about yet another mustard in my fridge, he stopped me by saying some men have porn fetishes, some men drink, and HE has a condiment fetish.  Point taken.  So instead of whining about it, I'm blogging about it.  One day I'll take a picture of the salad dressing bottles in my fridge.