Monday, May 25, 2009

And he does it again...

We had a lovely Memorial Day dinner.. brats from the grill with sauerkraut, my famous potato salad (the homemade kind that takes all day to prepare!), steamed broccoli, and a red, white, and blue layered fruit trifle. Served promptly at 5;00pm; we all ate until we were stuffed. Then as we were cleaning, Ex-Marine looks at me and says, "So that was dinner , right?" Yeah, honey, that was dinner.

Is that better or worse than this?

1 comment:

Jean said...

I keep meaning to read Inkheart myself and see if it would be something my oldest would be interested in reading.