Called By A Can Of Tuna

It's been happening over and over.  Everyday when I open the pantry.  Lurking on the shelfl.  Just sitting there acting all innocent . . . .yet not quite.


 Maybe I should just move it I think to myself. Stick it on the back of the shelf waaaaay behind the Dr. Peppers.  Nope that won't work I empty that shelf regularly. LOL.


So finally I decide I either have to get rid of it or open it!

 Todays the day.  I am giving in.  I am opening that can of tuna!

I'll be using the old fashioned way but check this out!  I've been tempted when my can opener broke!
 
So then I begin to wonder what to do with it.  (Actually I already know but that would ruin it for you.
insert snicker)
Well I could boil a few eggs I saw this cool way of baking eggs I could try make a nice salad.
The Cowboy would like it as a sandwich with his bread toasted.  I am just plain happy eating it straight from the bowl. Quick easy get it done no mess.  Yes that's the idea!
But somehow.  That just doesn't seem right.  It's like I hear this little voice saying . . .Tuna Casserole.  I'm not sure where's its coming from.  But the more I think about it.  Yum.
I can taste it now.  I begin to think When was the last time I made tuna casserole? 
The voice answers me . . .


  It was not! 

Stop it!
OK so this is getting ridiculous! I think I'll just Shut the Pantry Door and get on Pinterest and find a Tuna Casserole Recipe.  I mean it has been ages since I made one.
How long has it been since you've had a big bowl of Tuna Casserole? Sorry thats another commercial!  
To be continued . . . 

   Oh no!  The voice  . . . 

                                Happy Trails 
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