Absence makes the stomach grow fonder

Monte and I are in Las Vegas. You may not know it, but we are a pair of Midwestern Christians who like our sleep, would rather stay in, who rarely if ever drink, and are too tight fisted to gamble. Also, we don't do a lot of "laying by a pool" since we both get too antsy without a book or free Internet access. So what are we doing in Vegas, for a whole week?

EATing!

We've had surf and turf, pub food, burgers on the strip, buffets and so on. We ate like kings.

But the truth is, the longer I'm here, the more I miss home. Even the food at home. Even the food located AT my home. Because nothing here can ever hold a deliciousness candle to my favorites back home. They're my favorites for a reason.

You gotta leave to remember what you love about where you live. At least I do.

And I miss the kids. Really.

Be home soon. Keep the chips and salsa fresh for me.

I love you, Nathan Fillion

I've loved you since Two Guys, A Girl and a Pizza Place. That is all.

Fun with fruit

There are three things this photo taught me.

1. pinterest.com is a cool place to find silly stuff!
2. There's a Watermelon Advisory Board. Seriously. Move over, Got Milk people.
3. You can make this. Click here to see how.