Monday, December 6, 2010
And, we're back
You probably didn't even notice I was gone.
It doesn't really feel as though I left.
Not to mention that when I left last Friday for Mexico,
I was only wearing a t-shirt and a sweater.
(And pants. I was also wearing pants.)
Only three days later?
I'm wearing winter boots,
a hooded down-filled coat,
and shovelling 10 cm of snow!
Snow, I tells ya!
grumble grumble grumble
I do, however, console myself with
memories of a wonderful trip.
We went away again with Crayon and her TH
When we went away with them last year,
the constant joke was that everything was deep-fried.
Which, in my humble opinion,
is a non-issue.
I mean, really,
there ain't nothin' wrong with deep fryin'.
Having said that,
the Grand Serenis took deep frying
to a new level of godliness:
You may think,
OH! MY! GOD!
But let me tell you, mi amigos,
that deep fried bread,
and baked beans
make one helluva breakfast!
That, my loyal followers, was breakfast.
Now, you may think there isn't much on that plate.
But remember, that's my second plate.
The one before that had
and some egg concoction,
which I'm sure was also deep-fried.
Surprisingly, I only gained five pounds.
I'm guessing the alcohol cancelled out the oil.
There is a God.