So the other night at dinner, we were having smoothies. The Queen (May She Live Forever) makes these quite often with fresh (bananas) and frozen (strawberries) fruit, lemon juice, yogurt, coconut oil and milk. Tasty, cold and extremely thick. We did have a smoothie crisis earlier in the week as we ran out of straws but Wal-Mart came to the rescue with a brand spanking new bag of smoothing drinking implements. (They taste better through a straw...seriously!)

So, my son grabbed us all a straw and poked one into each cup. We prayed for the meal and I moved my glass closer to me to take a first drink. As I did, I saw a dark object descend from the top of my straw down into the depths of my blended fruit goodness. My initial reaction was to think I was seeing things, but on second thought I decided to investigate further. I pulled the straw out quickly, aimed it over my plate and blew into the non-drinking end. Out came half a straw full of smoothie, accompanied by a dead housefly.

Since this was a brand new package, this fly had obviously been trapped inside the initial package at the factory. I was honored that he decided to make my straw his crypt. Ok, maybe not. Actually, I went and washed my plate, threw away the wretched straw, got a new one (checking first to make sure it was unoccupied) and we got back to the serious business of eating dinner.

If we had only saved it, we could have sued for millions.