Last Night I…
had the best cheeseburger of my life. I’m serious. Jon always does a good job with burgers but something magical happened out there in the grill last night. You know how most people who cook will say that there is one thing that they don’t do a good job on…for my Mom’s best friend, it’s caramel cake. She just won’t attempt it because she says that they never turn out right. And, with my Mom as her friend, she never needs to attempt a caramel cake because the Suz can make a fine caramel cake and would do it on demand if her friend needed one. Well, that is the case for me and burgers. I don’t wish to try making them again…and I don’t have to, because I live with the burger magician.

Also last night, I was really disappointed with who was eliminated on So You Think You Can Dance. Okay, well, I sort of understand why Ashlee had to go but Ricky— that was just wrong. He was brilliant. Those two guys that got to stay last night — nothing against them — but they will never make it to the end. Who cares about individuality at this point? You need versatility and individuality. It’s a shame. Part of me wonders if they just seized this opportunity to get back at Mia, since these two were her favorite dancers. All right, I’m done ranting about this.

All right, I’m off to the library (yeah!) and Wal-Mart (have mercy!) with my two bookend boys. The middle two are spending 2 weeks with their Mama Suzie. They are having a blast. In fact, I’m concerned that they might not want to come back to boring Missouri — well, hopefully they will. We’ve had a quiet week here, with them gone.