Morning thought.

I'm sitting on my couch wondering if crescent rolls in a can expire. Actually, I know they expire, I'm more so wondering how long it takes for them to reach their expiration date.

Domestic goddess that I am, I have had crescent rolls in my fridge for close to a year. They are probably expired, but my brain likes the idea of crescent rolls with eggs and bacon this morning. My brain is very stuck on this idea. Therefore, my brain would like to not think about them being expired.

Odds are I'll sit here debating crescent roll expiration with myself until 11 when my brain will decide that it is time for lunch. Lunch (to my brain) means no more eggs. I am a freak of nature.