I just got to Brooke's house and I saw this sitting on her kitchen counter. This was literally our first conversation:
Me: What are you killing in the bag?
Brooke: I'm killing thyme.
Then we burst into song "This killin' time, is killin' meeee, drinking myself blind thinkin' I won't see..."
And then we laughed. I'm SO HAPPY to be here.
(Our apologies to Clint Black.)