…was a somber day if you were French and a mad crazy day if you were Italian! Needless to say, it was somber for a few hours, then S got over it (I think) and we’ll be boycotting Italian food for a while. 😉 All I have to say is that the Italiano must’ve really pissed off Zidane for him to “viciously” (per ABC commentators) head butt him in the chest (something about racist remarks, I hear). And to have your top 3 players on the bench for the penalties? Ouch! Oh well, there’s always 2010 in South Africa, non? (Maybe not even so, I also hear that the finances for this event are in disarray.) It seems I hear a lot of things these days.
Saturday was the Darling’s 4th Annual Fry party. This is the event where people come and more or less fry anything under the sun…well almost anything. Highlights were the deep fried cheese curds (baby cheese) from Wisconsin, deep fried pickle chips, deep fried tacos, and the battered & deep fried oreos. Yes, folks, deep fried oreos. Yum! The deep fried Almond Roca was pretty good too! Last year’s winner was the deep fried Big Mac – sounds nauseating, but really was quite tasty. There were non-fried foods there too and they looked really good after stuffing yourself with mysterious fried bits.
Not too much has been going on…we’ve been caught up in World Cup mania and recuperating from the holiday.
For those of you in the know – peanut’s in the 34th week. The last OB visit went well and we’re estimating a 7-pounder. Hey, at least it’s not 10!
Also, 1 more Monday, 2 more Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Thursdays and a half Friday of work!