blessed are the deaf

I had the best lunch with 2 sets of my great-aunts and uncles, and my gram, and the lovely Rio. Who didn't get a nap.

Luckily the chocolate revived her.

Unluckily it awakened her inner maniac.

Luckily most of the table is hard of hearing so the fact that, halfway through a giant piece of 'Death By Chocolate' cake, Rio raised chocolaty finger horns and started hollering, "Rock and Rollllllll!" was missed by all. But me. Who laughed and thereby set the stage for future inappropriate behavior. The force is strong in this one. Very strong....

5 comments:

Will said...

That's pretty damned awesome!

Anonymous said...

while u were having death by chocolate we were pretending to love chestnut puree thank god with whipped not sour cream. the joys of hungarian cuisine. love ya m

nita said...

mar - i thought the sour cream was de riguer with every hungarian dish??!!!

just me said...

...funny, that's what i do after a few bites of chocolate cake too.

hep-hop said...

if it's any consolation:

the boy told his dad last weekend, after a stray pup roamed into their yard, "dad, i want that freaking dog."

after being chided for that little gem of an adjective, he revised his statement to: "dad, i really want that effing dog." (actually said "effing", but could not understand why such a word is unacceptable).