They're big in Belgium

The whole nonsense of calling french fries 'freedom fries' is amusing me greatly these days considering they're not from France to begin with. Does our national House of Reps really have nothing else better to do than go around renaming food in the cafeteria?

So in addition to their freedom fries & freedom toast, they also have to have freedom dressing on their salads, freedom kiss their significant others, and if they're really lucky mess around with a freedom tickler after removing their freedom-cut panties.

Yes, Ryan & I really were that bored last night to come up with that.

This morning was extremely productive with mopping (chore I hate the most), hitting Home Depot for a 5'x8' area rug for the living room & new toilet seat, going home and installing said toilet seat and setting out the rug. Doing all this in less than 4 hours is a lot for me to begin with, but lugging Kieran around and keeping him entertained while doing these things is probably a new record for me. I think I'll slack off at work this afternoon to compensate, not much going on here to begin with anyway.