Red comes in while I'm cooking dinner to say, "It smells good, even though it's meatballs."
"Why don't you try it? Maybe you'll like meatballs tonight?"
"Nope. I don't like sculpted meat."
She had soup.
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Red comes in while I'm cooking dinner to say, "It smells good, even though it's meatballs."
"Why don't you try it? Maybe you'll like meatballs tonight?"
"Nope. I don't like sculpted meat."
She had soup.
4 comments:
I like the sculpted meat comment. BTW--Beautiful artwork on your blog.
February 11, 2010 at 7:07 AMHahahaha! I hope you're writing all these great comments down someday. She will love reading how witty she was!
February 11, 2010 at 8:40 AMSculpted Meat ... That could be the name of my memoir.
February 11, 2010 at 1:04 PMI'm with Red. No sculpted meat here either. Then again, I guess I've gone to the Dark (no meat) Side permantently.
February 16, 2010 at 3:58 PMPost a Comment