My daddy just called to remind me that smothered steak, mashed potatoes and corn are on the lunch menu at the place today. He's been looking forward to this since Tuesday when we met him for meatloaf. [He skipped sub sandwiches and lasagna the last two days, obviously not his favorites...] Looks like I'm off the hook for cooking today! Also looks like I better hurry if I'm going to mop that kitchen floor and arrive with punctuality...

Actually when he called he just said "thuribles" and was mighty proud of himself for remembering what they were called. I'm pretty proud of him as well...