I have been amused by cows on my way to Houston (there was an accident, and the truck I was stuck next to during the half-hour of standstill traffic was lugging a trailer full 'o bovine). Well, one sassy cow and six much-annoyed less sassy cows.
Emma is teaching me how to play a card game. I sort of know how to play Go Fish, but that's about it. And I don't really remember that.
Our house is full of wacky. And Nicole is now a hairy Russian lesbian. No one is sure how this came about...
[Yes, I am one of those fortunate, simple folk who can be amused by cows. That's all it takes, folks. Some sort of critter. Lizards and frogs can repair a bad day in an instant.]