lessons to live by

Today after work we met Suz and the three stooges at the pool.
One of the little boys brought balloons and everyone was filling
em' up and throwing em' around and popping em' and crying
about em'...mines too small or maybe not the right color or maybe
I just want two. Anywho. So Retta showed up at the house smiling,
showing off her pink balloon that she so carefully guarded...and I was like:


C: "put it in the car."
R: "No."
C: "Put it in the car."
R: "No."
C: "Put it in the car cause I don't want to clean it up! When it Pops!"
R: "Mooom, can I put it in the sink?"
S: "sure"
C to K: "yep"


So this is my sink after everyone was gone. I see the remnants
of Retta's balloon, my last two rolls soaked and no Johnson's.


OK so lets be serious for a minute because we've been
eating some seriously good food. Yesterday Suz cooked
up some possum (Paul says mystery meat) tacos that we're
off da hook, or maybe the trap...who knows. Tonight Mom
cooked up some great Persian food and we all ate on the floor.
We had tons of rice and salad and (Kimberly pay attention)
Maast-o-Khiaar and Joojeh Kabab and Tahdik and
eggplant stew with lots of namak. Umm Umm Great.