Happy Independence Day!

Sometimes I forget what this blog is all about. ME! Who cares about organizing. Don't you just want to read more about my exciting life?

Like how there was a sign at my gym that read, "We will be closed on the 4th of July to celebrate the 4th of July." Seriously. If you can't laugh at other people then what good are they?

And then there was tonight when Stranger was telling Victor how we came up with his name. I forgot all about this but apparently we flushed the toilet, listened really hard and that's what we named our first born. I think you had to be there so just trust me that it was funny with the sound effects and all.

Man I love firework pictures. Don't you? Thanks for the photos Victor. Go ahead and put seventy five cents in your check book but next time can you get one of the big red heart with the arrow shooting through it? How do they do that?

My addiction these days is chicken quesadillas made with pepper jack cheese on whole wheat tortillas. If that doesn't sound good to you then you can just go to bed without dinner because anyone who could get sick of them after only eating them every day for a month obviously has a problem.

Speaking of eating disorders, do you know what you do when you have a house guest for a week who is a picky eater and won't touch anything that's not related to a bagel? You give him his very own loaf of bread and tell him to have at it. Then you watch his eyes light up like it's Independence day all over again. I didn't know whole grains could do that to a kid.