I’ll try to do this Tony-style.
(1) My mother is getting used to the fact that I am not eating “land or sky meat”. She was making pork souvlaki the other night. “Can you eat these? There is pork in them.”
“No mom, remember it this way - I won’t eat anything with four legs and/or wings.”
(2) It’s noon, I’m in pyjamas, not showered and my hair is reaching for the ceiling. The doorbell rings. My recently showered and dressed older brother says: “Meghan can you get that? My hair is still wet.”
two funny things (I think)
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