Cathy in the Wright

A Fine Day

Another fabulous do-nothing day for the denizens of The Outpost. Well, most of us. The VP went to work; somebody has to keep us in mint ice cream.

The rest of us drove into the city for lunch at Famous Dave's. The Senator ordered ribs. Watching that boy attack his food made Serengeti lions dining on water buffalo look like debutants at a tea party. We had to count fingers when we left to make sure nothing got caught in the nashing vortex.

After lunch, in which we made Famous Dave's eligible to become a high priority on the Superfund site list, we went to the Golden Valley Humane Society. We're on a kick, lately, to go gawk at the less fortunate. The boys begged for a cat. I told them if they could both do long division by the end of the month, they could get two cats. I love making the rules.

We left the shelter and made a quick stop at Lund's before heading home. The boys headed straight for the bakery and I had to break the suction to get their faces off the glass panels.

"Can we get a doughnut?"

Hmmm...I don't know. Remember back in December, that one Thursday night when you didn't finish your dinner? I don't think I can reward that by buying sugary treats.

Again, I love making the rules. You should have seen their faces. The woman behind the counter came around and gave each of them a cookie. I made them share with me.

See! See! This is why I need a new computer. Besides Moveable Type troubles, I'm now being shooed away by The VP who has to make some "calls" to his "brothers" and the "call list" is in the computer. As soon as I figure out what the Masons actually do, (besides control the world monetary supply and fix elections) I'm going to expose it here. Bookmark me now.

More later if I'm not found dead in some remote field.

Posted by Cathy at February 17, 2005 08:21 PM