Open for business!

Well, folks, I have been contemplating this for some time. I have been a little "crafty" lately and I have thought I might be able to make a little extra $$ if I tried to sell some of it. I proudly present to the first product offered by Life of Preston:

That's right! Get it before it's gone! We are selling CRAZY! No preservatives. No additives. All natural. You can even call it organic if you want.

A bottle of crazy from Life of Preston has been known to cause the following side effects:


temporary blindness:

random wearing of helmets:

moving faster than the speed of light (at least faster than the shutter speed on the camera):

I have decided that this will become a weekly event: Opening up the Bottle of Crazy once a week and letting a little dribble out.

So, in honor of the initial offering of Bottle of Crazy, I proudly present the moment of the week:

I asked (aka told) Mike to go to Luby's for dinner the other night. If you don't know Luby's, too bad for you. Long story short: cafeteria-style, lots of real food (no hamburgers or french fries here), not-so-much ambiance, and lots of old people (sorry mom and dad!). I like it. Mike does not. So we went.

So I decided it was high-time that William start to feed himself more. I wanted to eat too so we let him go at it with the mashed potatoes. The kid screamed for both of his toddler utensils (spoon AND spork) so we gave them to him. And what did he do?

Don't you wish you could double-fist your dinner and eat mashed potatoes and macaroni and cheese at the same time? (For the record, the macaroni and cheese was Mike's)

My MOST proud moment, however, was when Will realized he could stick the spoon in the potatoes and it would stand up straight. He did that, threw both his hands into the air and screamed at the top of his lungs, "TA-DAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Way to go, son!
At one point, Mike asked why all these old people (again, sorry mom and dad) come to Luby's. I told him it was probably to get away from people like us.
Towards the end of the meal, one of the bus people came over and gave Will a balloon. Yes, I sat and watched as the very large, strange man tied a string in a knot around my son's wrist.

Mike swore he wil never go back to Luby's. I'd eat there every night if I could.

1 comment:

Emily said...

well, look at you with your fancy spanish comment-thingy!

May I order a dozen bottles please? I'm sort of hoping that if i mix my crazy with your crazy they will cancel each other out...wish me luck!

ps- it won't let me leave instruction on how to strik out here...apparently that "tag" is not allowed. haters.