Because there's no such thing as too much cheese. Unrolling the braciole of consciousness; shaping the meatball of life. Because everything is funny; you just need to view it from the proper angle. Good for cats. Made in Poland. Because everything is like a hat. You know how those gorillas can be... Very unforgiving.

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Congratulations from the Prairie, too, John! Happy 40th. My mother shares the same month-day
as yours, but of course, the year is different. Her age/birthdate changes according to whim,
so no one really knows. . .she probably doesn't really know, either since she doesn't have a
birth certificate. . .

I hope that as I age, I keep a handle on the truth a little better than she does. . .as well as not suffering from hardening of the attitudes.

Back to dinner plans. . .simple since I am spending a lot of time in the yard and garden. We
are having tamales with mole. The Mexican kind, not the kind that Sterling our mighty hunter
digs up and drags in. Yesterday we could have had rabbit for dinner. Sterling deposited one
under our dining room table. Joe's comment? Tularemia on the hoof.