snow day

Sometimes commuting has its benefits.  There was snow in the city north of here where Mister works, so he got to stay home with us.  He only wishes he had orange boots like these.

When T was trying to convince E to go to his favorite greasy spoon for lunch, he said, You can get that Mexican bacon that you like.

She and I looked at him and furrowed our brows.  Mexican bacon?

E scratched her head.  You mean Canadian bacon?

Whatever, he said.