from earlier this evening:
Me calling from the kitchen: “Hey sweetie – are we out of peanut butter”
Karen: “No…”
Me: “Do you know where it is? … I can’t find it.”
Karen: “It’s behind the sriracha sauce”
Me: “No it… oh. Thanks!”
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Rhonabwy 
Sounds like marital interaction #42…
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I thought #42 was for ketchup? I clearly need the updated Marital Interaction materials.
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