Just Me and Frank

Listening to the third of my 3CD Sinatra set :-D

The kids have finished school for the week and computer game-time for the day; the result being a break from academics and Nolan doing the supper dishes for the next 3 nights.

Can you say, "bad multiplayer X-pilot vibes?"

Can you say, "No more X-pilot multiplayer games for a very long time?"

Can you say, "mediocrity in dsh-washing for the next three evenings?

On the bright side, only 170 days of school, left! It's almost as if the first 13 have passed in the space of two interminably long short weeks.

But let's forget the weekly grind and move along to one of a more mealy nature. Even as Ma types, she is fermenting an evil plan for supper that quite possibly involves lentils.

Lentils...so small and innocent-looking, and yet capable of striking mortal fear into the hearts of young Hoyts.

But no matter! Due to their incredibly cheap nature and a....*cough*... slight miscalculation in food acquisition, Ma has two bags...count 'em, TWO BAGS of those brown/gray babies sitting on the shelf (that would be "brown/grey," in New Zealand).

I'll just tell the kids we're going with a sports-themed meal and very small hockey pucks on tonight's menu.

"It's only some paper pucks,
floating over tomato seas.
Pretend that's it make believe
And then you can thank me."

"It's a Barnum and Baily world,
Just as phony as it can be.
That's why I love make-believe
And why we're hav-ing len-tils (and if you don't complain too much I might let you have more cake)."

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