It's That Time. . .

It's that time of the year again! Time to eat mountains food. Time to spend holidays with friends and family. Time to be thankful for you, our readers, because you're so kind.

What, you didn't know? You so are! You are so kind, in fact, that you're giving Bruno and me the week off! You knew that I would stuff myself until I looked nine months pregnant and needed time to recuperate from gorging on turkey and all the fixings. And for that, Bruno and I thank you.

Bruno says "Have a rocking holiday!"

Yo!

See this face?



This face helps me out a lot. It somehow always knows when the yogurt in the fridge is very close to its use by date and is ready and willing to help make sure the yogurt is properly disposed of.




I don't even have to ask twice for help.





Lucky for me, this face is equipped with a very versatile tongue.





It can contort into various shapes to achieve maximum yogurt disposal.






Oh, but it doesn't end there. It can also fan out. That's right, it takes on different shapes depending on the requirement of the job.




But that's not all! It can also reach very far out so that no drop of yogurt meets the floor.





At least the floor manages to stay clean. . .






I can't complain I suppose. . . finding good help is hard.






And my helper is pretty darn handsome. I think I'll keep him around.

It's All About YOU!

"Hey, where is everyone?"asks Bruno.

"Hello? Anyone here want to play?"

"Anyone up for a game a hop-scotch?
Hello?
Bueller?"

Um, did you forget that this month is all about you Bruno? There is no one else but you.

"Oh yeah! That's right!
There was a poll and I won!"

"Oh yeeeeeeeah. . .
Life is good!"

"It's all about *me*!"