Friday, September 28, 2007

Squirrel, it's what's for dinner...

So, this is what the kids found in the pool this afternoon. Dead squirrel. Must have jumped in sometime after I pulled the plug to empty the pool this morning and then couldn't get out. Poor little guy. Please ignore the leaves and sand in the picture...I really did keep the pool clean while it was actually warm enough for the kids to swim in it!

It is dinnertime, and of course, I have NO CLUE what to feed my angry mob. So, being the kind, gentle, animal loving sort that I am, I suggested that we could have the squirrel for dinner. I mean, it's already dead, so no killing would be involved, right? My 12 year old Bubber thought that was a FANTASTIC idea - he said, "COOL, squirrel is SO good!!" Um, right. Well, I'm not about to TOUCH, much less cook, a dead squirrel.

I am still waiting for Ande to "dispose" of the little rodent. The kids offered to fish it out of the pool with our skimmer, but I envisioned a bizarre game of "toss the squirrel" breaking out. (Hey, when I was a kid, we thought it was funny to toss fish heads at each other...)

So, now I'm trying to think of something to eat that does not, in any way, shape, or form, have the potential to resemble cooked squirrel. Pizza, anyone???

Monday, September 24, 2007


Quote of the day...

When asked why he was in the garage in his underwear at midnight, my husband responded, "I needed to measure something."