I bought this apothecary jar a few days ago to replace the one I broke a month ago to use for this exact purpose: a home for our seashells from the seashore. It had to be super huge because we found some really nice intact shells this go-round. It’s about 12″ across. I have lots of these jars/ vases in smaller sizes around the house. Anyway, so Shug sees it sitting on the table the other night, empty.

“You know what would look good in that glass jar thing?”

“Ummm, sand & shells?”

“No. A whoooooole bunch of peanut M&M’s.”

And that, ladies & gentlemen, defines why straight men aren’t interior designers.