I've always heard not to cry over spilt milk, I get it, don't sweat the small stuff, but what if the milk was used to make a milkshake? Takes it to a WHOLE new level...
And we have never been afraid of our feelings here anyways. Sometimes it is a tangible thing like this that gives you a reason to let all the built up emotion out anyways so I say THANK GOODness for a spilled milkshake (or glass of milk) every once in a while:)
