Glass half full.

There are certainly negatives about living in this neighborhood. The gunfire, the complete lack of natural beauty, and the Crack.

There are, however, a few benefits. We have some wonderful neighbors and friends in the community and I have just experienced another.

I was in the middle of whipping up The Pioneer Woman's Best Lasagna Ever and realized I had forgotten a few things at the store. This happens almost every time I go grocery shopping and probably something that I need a little help with.

You're probably thinking, 'take a list'.

I do.

'Double check it before you leave.'

I swear I do but inevitably, something is left behind.

Maybe I should stop using invisible ink.

My most patient husband is almost always willing to run back to the market as I'm putting my dish on hold till he returns.

Today was an extra low day for me because I forgot one more thing after Trey had already left to pick up the other two things I needed. Since he left quick like Batman, he forgot to take his cell phone. I just called right up to the Carnival and said I needed to find my husband who was in the store.

"We can page him but it's pretty crowded right now. What does he look like?"

"He's white."

He was on the phone in 17 seconds. I counted.