:: December 7, 2001 - TGIF Lunch ::

I'm starting to feel a bit better. Sleeping in this week end for sure. If anyone calls us in the morning they're going to get an earful. I'll be snoring away.

Someone called us at 4:00 am the other night. I didn't get to the phone in time and missed the call. I looked at the call display and it was a number that I didn't recognize. I checked the messages and the caller had sharply hung up after listening to the entire welcome message. It was either wrong number or or crank caller. I couldn't get back to sleep after that and considered calling that same number at 4:00 am every moring for the next month, but what good would that do? They need a monkey phone call.

Diet Pepsi Twist! It was just a matter of time until I linked to Chubby Checker.

Peanut butter sandwich on white sesame seed bread. Looks like a slasher hacked it right down the middle too. Maybe it was Leatherface with his chainsaw! Eek! Usually all one piece. Hmmmm!

Kiwi Muffin. These are quite good. I guess Carol's guerrilla fruit tactics are okay after all.



Speaking of fruit, here's my apple. Some jerk has beat the living daylights out of it and it's covered with bruises. Apple abuse. Apples are not the only inanimate things that get abused.



Hot chocolate is the Chrismassy item today. Nothing like a mug o' this after coming in from a big snowball fight during which you put snow down your sister's snowsuit. Yeah!