Local cage free scrambled eggs, fresh mango, local made bread, local smoked bacon… Not a bad breakfast for Dad Weekend (the Wonderful Wife is out of town.)
Not sure the kids appreciate the quality of the food but we had fun. I let them break a house rule and say “poopy” at the table.
It was truly hilarious the first hundred times.
#MyGodWhatHaveIDone
Bad news: skipped lunch.
Good news: There’s a hot dog vendor between my office and my parking garage.
Bad news: I ate a hotdog from a street vendor.
I think My Oldest Girl is dealing better with her upcoming heart surgery than I am. Which is not difficult to do, truth be told.
Last night she told me that if anyone asks about her scars, she’s going to tell them, “Up until recently, I was a pirate.” Second Runner Up is, “I get into a lot of knife fights.”
Very Vocal Viking 