Outside. Where Birds Live.

Monday, May 12, 2014

At lunch Saturday, inside a restaurant...

Me: That bird just ate a french fry. 
Lauren and Jeff: *look around the floor and our table*
Me: Outside.... where birds live.

They missed beginning of my comment, so they heard-

Me: Blah blah french fry. Outside. Where birds live.

I thought they were nuts. They thought I was nuts. Not unusual. :)


Patrick's Saturday Six: S

1. S is for SACCHARIFEROUS: You’re presented with a tray of sweeteners for your coffee: if you had to choose, are you more likely to select real sugar, Equal, Sweet-N-Low, Splenda or Truvia?
either sugar or Equal

2. S is for SALSA: Which type of salsa do you prefer: watery with some vegetable and spice pieces, paste with everything ground in evenly, or little liquid with big vegetable/spice chunks? 
Who the heck is eating salsa that's a paste? Is that what they serve in NEW YORK CITY? I like little liquid with larger veggie/spice chunks. Except for Chuy's salsa, which is the best ever and is a thin puree of limey goodness.

3. S is for SAVINGS: Do you feel like you’re putting enough money in your savings month to month for the future? 
Yep.

4. S is for SLANG: What’s a slang word that particularly annoys you? 
 babymama

5. S is for SNARK: Do you find the majority of snarky comments you see online to be funny or rude?
funny

6. S is for SOUND: What’s the worst sound you’ve ever woken up to?
I hate waking up to my phone ringing, in the morning or especially in the middle of the night, when it's always scary to pick up the call, since someone is probably in serious trouble of one sort or another.

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