We went to a Chinese restaurant for dinner tonight. The first thing I saw when I opened the menu was item #13, the Pu Pu Platter. I ordered it. Solely for its potty humor value.
I get along well with my five year old.
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I admire that about you.
AAH! When I was 10 I spent a summer in Boston with my cousins who ate at real restaurants. Fancy ones. And I still remember getting the Pu Pu Platter at a Chinese restaurant (perhaps my first?). I thought it was hilarious but my cousins just thought I was an ignorant hick from Utah . . . tee hee, I still think it is funny.
Update on the Saga of the Orange T-shirt: cleaned out the car; no orange shirt. Checked the family room, living room and dining room: no orange shirt.
So, sadly the final report is: no orange shirt. I hope it wasn't a favorite!
Did your conference go well?
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