I thought that might pique your curiosity. C'mon folks. Drag your minds out of the gutters and back onto the tricycle littered sidewalks. I'm talking Disney movies. Beautiful wide eyed, tiny waisted mermaid. And possibly the distant cousin of that feathered menace that pooped on me that one time......grrrrrrrr.......Scuttle the seagull.
So I commented on Steve's especially fabulous hair tonight as he walked thru the door after work, guessing he had just gotten it cut. He proceeded to sheepishly inform me that he had been unable to find the brush this morning, and so......
He. combed. his. hair. with. the. pasta. spoon.!!!!!
Sadly enough, I guess this wasn't the first time. Luckily, for those of you who have visited within the past few months, the weather has been warm. And Steve got a new grill for Father's Day. So there's a 79% chance we haven't fed you spaghetti.