I love pickles, so this is kind of a quality of life thing for me, you guys. As a matter of fact, my mother likes to recall that my very first sentence was, “I want a pickle.”
There you have it. Pickles = LIFE.
So, I thought the meme was cute. But the truth is, SOMETIMES I can get the pickle jar open by myself, especially with a handy dandy jar opener I bought years ago for just that reason. I mean after all, my husband works long hours, and sometimes a girl just needs a gherkin when he’s at work.