Eat Your Supper

I put it on the table
Get it while it's hot


I could never eat
I'm too hungry


Don't be silly 
Everyone eats


Food is too good for me
I worship its memory


It's not a memory
It's food, on the table piping hot
Eat your supper


No


Chew
Swallow
Eat


There is so much to chews from


There is only my supper
Take and eat.

I'm going to Disney World!

OK, not really, but that's what I've always figured I'd say when the last diaper was changed.  It's been sixteen years and I'm almost there.  We've made the big move to underwear and two accidents aside, things are moving along.  I'm not sure what I'll do without diapers, but I know our budget will be happy.  Maybe happy enough to save up for Disney World.

What did they do to my Bug?!?!

I like to look ahead. Just over the hill is a day where I will only need to drive one person around town. The mini-van will be a thing of the past, maybe not just for me. I will be needing a new ride. Cars matter to me. I like them. I tend to name them. I want something fun but established. This added up to a VW Bug, before the new redesign. It's so ugly now. My dreams, which were extensive and involved grand-children and a specialty paint job are looking for a new home. Perhaps I should go back to my original scheme--a Corvette.