My older brother has a yappy little dachshund named Mary Jane. Recently my niece Celia had this exchange with her mom.
“Mom, I am going to eat Mary Jane ’cause she won’t leave me alone so I can eat my peanut butter and jelly sandwich!!!”
“Uhh, Celia you can’t eat dogs, its not right.”
“Uh huh, I will grow up and be a chef and make chicken dog.”
I love my niece.
I spent a few hours this morning reassembling one of my favorite lego sets, Fire Breathing Fortress. Several years ago, closer to a decade than I’d like to admit, this wondrous castle fell into disrepair and, having lost the manual, I lacked the instructions to put it back together. So it sat in a garbage bag in storage throughout some of my High School, University and Cambodia years. But this morning I felt the need to de-stress a bit so I unpacked my old legos, looked up the instructions at peeron.com, and set to work. It was quite rewarding to see it come back together though I was missing a few pieces, most critically the dragon cage gate, but everything came together thanks to improvisation.