It's a monsoon out there. I didn't know Dairyland had monsoon season like some parts of the world. The grass seems to be crying out, 'aren't I green enough?'.
I might as well let you all know about a major problem I'm having. Are you ready? Well... there is a Dunkin Doughnuts on the corner right where I have to drop off son #1 to baseball. There. I've said it. Baseball season lasts until the first week of August. I'm thinking I should weigh in now and when baseball season is over. Heh heh.
Speaking of sweet treats. Daughter #1 needed churros for a Spanish class project. Every child was to bring in a food (I'm thinking Mr. H just wanted free lunch). I love cooking. I love challenges. Churros looked like a LOT of work. And grease. So I did what any reasonable person would do. I drove quickly to my local Costco. I told the nice lunch-counter guy in the hairnet/hat combo that I needed 18 churros. He tells his sidekick JoAnne (a lovely middle-aged lady) that I need 18 churros. WHAT? Yes, 18 churros she needs. Oh! I thought you said 80! The nice thing is they made them all special for me so they were piping hot. I took them home to cut them in half to re-wrap and I may or may not have eaten all the ones that looked a little too long.
Here's a quote I found this morning: "In addition to celebrating our birthday, we should also celebrate the day before our birthday, because that is the last day that we are at that age". Actually, I think we should celebrate the gift of health, life, and true joy every day. I'm not always good at that.
This was funny to me.
Actually, there have been a lot of whispers and dancing eyes and this year promises to be special once again thanks to the Chairman and the MYP. I also get to spend the day after with my parents and someone very special to me that we only see every few years. So thankful!