Overheard in Our House

Roommate is readying asparagus for the oven. Wife, who has had a rough day, is pondering food. I am eating.
Roommate: This asparagus is mushy.
Me: I'm sorry, it didn't look that way when I got it.
Roommate: That's OK. Time and change come to us all.
Me: [beat] Especially parking meters.
Wife: *chuckles despite bad day*.
... "you need to blog that."