“What did you get me for Mother’s Day?”
“You’re not a mother.”
“I know four dogs, two cats and one hamster that would disagree with you, mister.”
“What did you get me for Mother’s Day?”
“You’re not a mother.”
“I know four dogs, two cats and one hamster that would disagree with you, mister.”
It is no secret that I freaking love Mexico. It is a beautiful country with amazing food, great music, and friendly, generous people. I am so lucky to have been able to travel throughout much of Mexico and have all kinds of crazy adventures there. I have spent the day listening to Luis Miguel and feeling nostalgic.
Today is Cinco de Mayo. Long story short: in 1861, France decided to take over Mexico. The Mexicans weren’t very happy about this, obviously, and on May 5, 1862, the outnumbered Mexicans kicked some French trasero at the Battle of Puebla.
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I saw a spider in the hallway, and I said to Rohn, “I would be most obliged if you’d eat that spider for me.”
And he did.
So then I was all, “Ew, Rohn! Don’t eat bugs!”
But at least I didn’t have to squish it myself.
P.S. Rohn is a dog. I would not ask a human child to eat a bug. At least not a poisonous one.
*I can now count to ten in Italian. I can count to twenty in French, three in Chinese and four in German. And I can count to like a million in English, Spanish and Japanese. So yeah, I’m pretty much multi-lingual. I’m trying to figure out how my multi-lingual counting skills could somehow make me money and/or help me remember to return my library books on time. Thoughts?

Me: Honey? There’s a huge-ass spider in the bathroom.
Kurt: I’ll get it tomorrow.
Me: It won’t be there tomorrow.
Kurt: Mmhmmmmm.
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