Making my job easier

I'm so glad that food manufacturers are continuing to consider the difficult life of a Mother. How in the world did my mother's generation survive the arsenic hour - that devilish time from 3pm to 5pm when you don't know whether to eat the arsenic yourself or feed it to your kids - without the happy convenience of a pop-top can? Actually I do it stone-cold sober every single day. Maybe that's my problem.