Eye Scream, Ewe Scream in Hello

Oui all scream for tuna melts.
That’s lunch today.

Mom and I kicked around stories about uncle Don last night. She said when she was a kid he would tell ghost stories late into the night and take the kids out for put-put golf. Essentially a big kid himself.
He will be missed.

My friggin’ hip is aching again.

Speaking of food I was watching Uncharted with Gordon Ramsay last night. Specifically the Smokey Mountain and south Louisiana episodes. I totally want some unhealthy fried foods now. Mmm, liver mush and fried oysters.

Today is going to be a lazy day. Rain clouds are on the horizon.