It's Friday, y'all, and that means more braindumping all over Mrs. 4444! If you're playing along today, link up!
I haven't eaten any four-legged meat (beef, pork, horse...) since 1995 - almost 15 years! For a long time, I was a vegetarian and even went vegan for a while, but I've eaten chicken and certain sea creatures since my first pregnancy. My husband is a full-on carnivore. Oh, he gave up beef for a little while, but he's back to eating it every now and then.
I can tell when he's eaten meat, even when I haven't seen him do it, because I can smell it on his face. I call it "MeatFace." At first, I thought we were olfactorily incompatible, and then I realized that it's his MeatFace. It stinks! I can smell the meat through his pores. It's really gross. I can't even kiss him until he scrubs himself clean.
So my conclusion is: Vegetarians smell better than carnivores. :)
Do you ever drive somewhere so often that your car knows how to get there even when you don't? It's like that for me and the girls' dance studio. We go there at least twice a week, if not more. So sometimes when I'm heading out and sitting at the light, I forget for a moment where I'm actually headed. But the car, it just goes to the right place.
Cute kid quotes:
Jack, 6, asked me, "Mommy, what's your grandma's name?"
Jack: "Roof?!! That's a house name!"
Sophia, 4, squatted on the bed next to me and said, "Do I look like a dead frog?"
I replied, teasingly, "Yeah!"
Indignant, she asserted, "But I'm NOT a dead frog! I'm little and I'm alive!"
Guess that's all I've got for this week. Short and sweet - and sayonara!