Miscellany Thursday

Cows make me smile.  As do homemade meals from Mom, even if it's not my mom.  Landlady Chang's mom visited today and the food was delish.  I always feel like I'm very not myself when I talk to people's parents, especially when our conversations go really well.  But parents always have such good food, so it seems like a worthwhile trade off.  As for my own mother, she called me at work today to tell me about the produce sales at the Vietnamese grocer.  Thanks, Mom!

I love craisins, but hate that little bit that always gets stuck on the roof of my mouth. 

Yesterday, Young Bo' asked me where the city of Gary was and without hesitation, I answered Indiana.  I have no idea why I know this.  It sounds like a well known place.  If anyone could tell me why I would or should know Gary, Indiana, I'd be much obliged.  I don't like it when these tidbits work their way into my mind.  They're the reason why I can't remember which lids go with which tupperware containers, no matter how often my mom explains the Ziploc mneomonic to me.