Back to Normal

Everyone loves gossip, at least the spike in my readership over the past few days says so, but sadly 'Those Who Will Never Be Spoken of Again' just aren't worth another post.

So since my previous post was a break from my usual funny I'll try to catch everyone up on what's been going on.  I'm sure there are people, and you know who you are, that would love for me to take down the previous post bbuuuttttt I'm not gonna.  The best I can do is not link to it here but that's really all of my good will you're going to get.

Operation Million Dollar Smile is back on track and thankfully progressing without incident.  We've moved on to calling it Operation Delta.  The wire connecting the dots in The Kid's mouth looks a triangle.  I'll try and snap a pic over the weekend. (He hates posing like a trained pony but he loves me, so pic to be posted.)

I had a job interview this week so everyone cross their fingers.  It went well and I feel confident I've made it to the second round.  Honestly this job search thing is like being a contestant on the Price Is Right. I just dated myself didn't I?

Anywho,

This past weekend I embraced my inner Jew and made a brisket for the first time in the new Le Creuset pot my parents gave me.  Oh My Gawd, it was so good I want to convert. I don't know why I never tried to make one sooner.

Me to the Kid: Did you see my new pot? My brisket making pot?

Kid (full of sarcasm): Yes, I see your pot. Don't you remember I carried it around the mall with Grampy?  Do you have any idea how much that thing weighs?

Me: Now that you mention it, I vaguely recall talk of your carrying my pot.

Kid: Yeah, well, it's heavy. And right now it's empty.

Me: Are you saying you want me to cook more brisket?

Kid: Yes. Yes, I am.

Things are totally back to normal.