Wednesday, May 17, 2006
squeaky cheese
There's one thing that I forgot about in Costa Rica...squeaky cheese. There's this cheese down here, and my host family loves it, and it has earned it's name because when you chomp down on it...it squeaks. Even when it's melted, and you take a bite...it squeaks. Can't say it's my favorite thing, but I've learned how to eat it. I just had to smile when I took a bite this time, because there's no way you can forget that squeak.
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squeaky cheese would be a great name for a band.
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Heh heh heh...
Too funny nate...i had NO idea that you had a myspace. Well, now I have something else to visit when I do the "daily check" :)
ReplyDeleteHow's Erin?
Perhaps I will send you an email. Erin is doing well. We had a big weekend in the garden with the long weekend, and last night she paid for it with a headache. But I love her. And just to clarify, I have a "msnspace," which is different than a "myspace." Anyhow, I am thinking that perhaps I should go the blogger route, but cannot make up my mind. Right, email. I will send one, and stop talking now.
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