Sour Puss

Having just returned home from work and grocery shopping, I was eager to grab a snack and relax on the couch. Oh look, a glass of milk on the counter. Hope no one minds sharing it with me. I grabbed the glass and took a big swig. ICK! I made a sour face to match the taste of the milk (or buttermilk) in my mouth. Dad laughed hysterically.

"Honey, that's my buttermilk," Mom explained, laughing too.

I made some sort of squeaking noise before running for the bathroom.

"I needed a good laugh today," Dad chuckled. "Thanks, Carey."

Well, that's why I'm here - to make people laugh.