Jet Setters Visit the Decadox

We moved on from our sticky fingers business and welcomed two of Janelle's traveling buddies, a British couple she met in Nepal, named Ev and Alicia.

Alicia was actually from Pennsylvania (woot!), but had adopted an accent almost as thick as her husband's. Ev had a sense of humor, but we were probably most amused with how his accent could make almost anything hilarious. I don't even want to know how it sounded when Ev tried to help Julie with her German homework.

What a life. The two spun stories from their year-long, around the world traveling experiences--one year, they said, can feel like 30 and can make or break a marriage.

Their visit was short-lived, but before they left we introduced them to two American must-haves: In-N-Out and Berry Cool, our favorite frozen yogurt joint.

Best lines of the day -- Berry Cool:
Claire: Yeah, with 10 girls in the house people call it a brothel. (Michelle's PET PEEVE)
Ev: A brothel? Well I'll be your pimp.
(Gangster-looking guy with dreads pulls up in a brand new Mercedes)
Ev: Oh, here's your pimp right here.

Sticky, Sticky Fingers

As fate would have it, some people have selective vision in noting initials on food in the refrigerator. Kate's pomegranate vinegar was recently assailed by a chugging thief and an e-mail pleading its recovery was dispatched pronto. The hullabaloo inspired Jessica to author this poem:

it all started with the diet coke, it was in the fridge and then i was diet ... broke!
oh where did my little diet cokes go, was it patrol one, or was it lost in cookie dough?
and then the brownies, oh my oh my. i wish i was paying better attention with my eye (to the brownies).
maybe then I would have seen, who ate katie's brownies, which are not flavored of bean.

oh the decadox, is having some problems, with sticky fingers as sticky as bubble gum(s).
just today, we found out it happened,the raspberry vinegar is gone!
all while katie took a nap(pened). i mean, who drinks a cup of vinegar anyway?
it's probably the fastest way you could ever decay.
and then there's claire's special table cloth, flowery, lovely and not full of moth.
it's under the black sofa... we don't know how.
and claire's spirit is taking a pow (of rejection).
oh woe to all of this missing food,
hopefully this poem will put you in a better mood.

¡Feliz Cumpleaños a tí!

It was a cumpleaños muy feliz for me -- the whole Decadox showed up! To top it off, the girls helped out as we fixed up carne asada, homemade tortillas, frijoles and arroz! ¡Que divertido!

And if the Mexico flag looks a little ... squarish, it´s because it doubles as a bandanna. Thanks, Dollar Store.