Picture your typical kid oriented fast food joint.  What do you see?  Spongebob?  Transformers?  Flavor of the month movie marketing?  Now take Chick Fil A.  Such a southern place (bc they are not in MO so I know it's southern thing).  In Mississippi, which has the worst education rate in the country, there is a Chick Fil A which is dedicated to the cultural education of shorties.  In the kids' happy meals tonight, there was no SpongeBob, no Optimus Prime, but a language guide to Russian.  Let me tell you that this primer was more detailed than the guide we took to Ukraine with us.  In addition, there was a Rosetta Stone caliber CD that they played and laughed and copied the words that were spoken.  I'm totally impressed.  I may write a letter.

 

On the not so impressed list this week is PetSmart.  We boarded our old, cranky, hairy dog over Mother's Day Weekend and asked them to shave him down while we were gone.  I go to pick him up on Sunday and they politely informed me that Amadeus was 'impatient' with the grooming process which was probably due to his old age (12) and he made 'contact' with one of the groomers (meaning he bit the heck out of them) which leads them to unfortunately having to refuse service to him in the future.  Then they bring out this half shaved mongrel who looks like a pink burrito in the middle and a poodle on his head, tail and legs.  If weight lines were still fashionable, he would be in a Bobby Brown video.  And he's mad at us and pee'ing on EVERYTHING.  Jim says we should hold him down and finish the job at hand...I'll let you know who wins that battle of wills.