A bit of the ol' Pisgah

Now that barfing incidents aren't part of the day-to-day, we again set off for the Pisgah. It was gorgeous out and there was much rock throwing and plant identification by the boys. We also discussed getting a dog for a good portion of the afternoon.

Kutsinhira

E and I went to our annual Zimbabwe-fest. I brought a chicken salad which was well recieved.

After an hour of marimba E went into the open gym adjacent to the concert and played basketball with the other kids.

What bad people are reincarnated as...

So, the boys and I were at the hardware store and of course chickens were on sale. Ah, Eugene.

It occured to me that this would be a fitting karmic punishment for all the president's men. That or I'm sure these "meat birds" could be incorporated into a Japanese game show.