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It got a little crazy here again...
So I am going to Mexico next week (no we are not going to make a taco run in Tijuana (although they have great tacos there) or we are not going to buy pottery in Nuevo Laredo) so don't worry about us. We are heading south to Mazatlan, which is completely safe from what I "choose" to read online which is travel sites with last updates in 2009. Because it would totally suck to get caught up in some kidnapping/ extortion plot while shopping for maracas, WWE wrestling masks and souvenir t-shirts and that say "one tequila, two tequila, three tequila, floor".
My point is instead of writing a couple of posts I thought I would offer a brief recap of this past week and what you missed if you were not living here at the Cheese factory.
Mac earned 4th place in the Science Fair, so I bought her a MP3 Player. Which sounded like a good idea at the time, she is a good kid. However, a day later I realized that I lost my maid/servant and she is not as enthusiastic to earn that .50 cents unloading the dishwasher as she was last week.
For St. Patrick's Day I pulled out the big guns and cooked Pork and Sauerkraut for my neighbors, instead of Corned beef and Cabbage, not one of my prouder moments.
I did not have green beer this year, and I am still a little bitter about that.
Because I was home alone with the girls this week, it took me three days to get through the two hour American Idol.
I blistered my lip last night after eating junior mints on a graham cracker right out of the microwave. I was going for a smore effect, sans the mallows. But that minty middle is like a weapon and it turns into nearly invisible liquid when nuked.
Happy Spring Break to All! Hopefully when I get back from the Mazatlan or the "place of deer" thanks again WIKI, I will have some good stories to share.
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