Welcome to flamingobear. We're the Martin family. Jenn cooks a lot. Tim eats it. And the trees are awesome.
While on our way to storytime at the downtown library last Wednesday, we stopped into our favorite place to buy bread in Nashville. After picking up our sourdough boule (unsliced, please), we were on our way upstairs to see the Professor and Mary Mary.
The running joke in Nashville is that there’s a conspiracy between the meteorologists and grocery stores to forecast snow a couple of times each winter. This results in kids getting their hopes up (and more often than not, dashed), schools being called off before the first flake has even fallen, and a mad rush to the grocery store to stock up – just in case.
Sure, I could make this a touching post about how my just-turned 7-year-old requested “gingerbread cookies on a stick, like last year” for her birthday treat.
Charlie: So, Lieutenant, where exactly were you?
Maverick: Well, WE —
Goose: Thank you.
Maverick: — started up on his six, when he pulled through the clouds, and then I moved in above him.
Charlie: Well, if you were directly above him, how could you see him?
Maverick: Because I was inverted.
Iceman: (cough) B———t.
Goose: No, he was, man. It was a really great move. He was inverted.
Charlie: You were in a 4G inverted dive with a MiG-28?
Maverick: Yes, ma’am.
Charlie: At what range?
Maverick: About two meters.
Goose: Well, it’s actually about one and a half, I think. It was one and a half. I’ve got a great Polaroid of it, and he’s, he’s right there. Must be one and a half.
Maverick: It was a nice picture….
Goose: Thanks, man. I like my pictures….
-scene from Top Gun (but you already knew that)
