Rice: the miracle grain. Filler of bellies and resurrector of iPhones.



I lost one photo from yesterday but otherwise, things are looking up.
Rice: the miracle grain. Filler of bellies and resurrector of iPhones.



I lost one photo from yesterday but otherwise, things are looking up.

Me: Stephen’s calling…

(after I finish the call)
Dad: Hey, how did you get his photo to show up when he calls? I want that.
Mom: Yeah, me too…
Me: I just created a folder with photos of you guys and synced it to my phone. Then I assigned each photo to a contact. This one’s yours.

Dad: I’m a pumpkin?!
Me: It makes me think of you. And this one’s Mom’s.

Me: I even have one for Hannah.

Dad: So everyone get’s nice pictures, and I’m a pumpkin.
Me: It reminds me of you, and I smile whenever you call or send me an e-mail.
Mom: Awwwwwww.
Me: Anyway, Lexi just got of six straight days of work so they’re going to lay low at her apartment tonight.

Me: You realize what this means, though, don’t you? We don’t have to save dinner for them.
Dad: Who wants another chunk of meat?
Hannah: Heck YES!