Just Grab a Fork

Oh boy, how to say this, how to say this.... well, just dive right in... 


Well, I find I am wanting to start this post with "this sign really disturbs me and so I am sharing it with you dear blog readers, to see if it disturbs you, too" when it occurs to me that maybe that will not come across as a caring way to address you. And so I am conflicted... do I share and risk offending you or do I not share? But the truth is Devastatingly Handsome was kind enough to take the photo even though it caused Mr Music to slump down out of view in the backseat lest Someone See Dad Being Weird and think ill of him (Mr Music, that is) and obviously I want to share, and anyhow, it is only mildly disturbing, the sort of thing that spurs blog posts rather than visits to a therapist. So here it is:

This sign makes me about as conflicted about the tavern as I am about this post in general. What do you think about the meatballs? I am torn between their cuteness and the thought of eating a smiling, thumbs-up meatball. Would you order spaghetti there? And, do you find the chef's smile a bit evil? And, what is he holding behind his back?

In the Kitchen with Mr Music

Mr Music saved a donut from last night's snack for his breakfast today. First thing I saw it, he had added some white chocolate and candy raspberries, apparently in an effort to make it more nutritious.

He was kind enough to share it with Miss Dance, who dubbed it "a donut with an upgrade."

Misheard at the Banana's

Two interesting things I heard from the crew today.


First, Mr Music was peeling an orange at lunch and got a lovely strip about an inch wide. He put it across his fuzzy little head and said, "I am making a silly dillic headband." After a moment's thought, I said, "Do you mean psychedelic?" The 60's just won't stop haunting me. :-P


And then I had Miss Dog Lover at the mall. As we walked around, she was going on and on about how weird teen boys are, but named one particular one and said that "he is the correction." It did not take long to substitute "exception."


And just to make a correction for the record, orange peels really do make pretty silly dillic headbands.