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I just drove by a restaurant, people dining outside.

me: (to Emma-Grace) “look, they’re dining al fresco”
wife: “who’s Al Fresco?”
me: “I think he was a running back for the Giants.”

(local TV station is on with fire and brimstone, screaming-meemie, bible-thumping local church preacher going on and on; Trish just walked in with her breakfast)

Trish: please change the channel. I’m trying to eat.
Brian: but this is good gospel preaching.
Trish: that’s my point. change it before I have to puke.

(I look in the bathroom mirror and just realized I had put my shirt on inside-out)

me: It helps if I wear my shirt right-side out.
Emma-Grace: wear your shirt right.
me: OK, Heidi Klum.
Emma-Grace: what’s a Heidi Klum?

I end up explaining to Emma-Grace that Heidi Klum’s on “Project Runway”…

I’m driving. Trish is in the front seat. Kids in the back. I see a Cuyahoga Falls police car coming the other direction:

B: “Quick, honey, hide the dope!”
T: “I don’t know if you’ll fit under the seat, dear.”

Touché, my love! :)