Mixed marriages
Rode to the grocery store with Alpha the other day, and for part of the way we followed one of those ubiquitous SUV things with a Texas A&M logo on one side and a UT Longhorn logo on the other.
"Mixed marriage," Alpha said, "just like in Minnesota between Norwegians and Swedes."
You actually never know how those will finally turn out, but you know that it takes strong love to overcome the hurdles. For starters, you have to have dual everything, from cookwear to logos for the vehicles. Most Saturdays you need two TVs, at least during football season. It's a budget strain. I won't address the issue of which school is better or for what. Sometimes I know when to focus my attention on that squirrel, to the exclusion of other issues.
At least with the Norwegians and the Swedes, they likely agree about lutefisk.
"Mixed marriage," Alpha said, "just like in Minnesota between Norwegians and Swedes."
You actually never know how those will finally turn out, but you know that it takes strong love to overcome the hurdles. For starters, you have to have dual everything, from cookwear to logos for the vehicles. Most Saturdays you need two TVs, at least during football season. It's a budget strain. I won't address the issue of which school is better or for what. Sometimes I know when to focus my attention on that squirrel, to the exclusion of other issues.
At least with the Norwegians and the Swedes, they likely agree about lutefisk.
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Texas is weird.
Here's to a giant pig ear and a slow, fat squirrel for the holidays.
And they're welcome to that lutefisk, too....
Why eat jellified fish, anyway? Who would even think of such a thing, anyway? Who would look at this-- let alone smell it-- and think, "Hey let's put this in my mouth and swallow?"
Hold on a sec, I gotta get a grape Nehi to wash that last pork rind down with.... ah, that's better. Now where was I?
Oh yeah-- lutefisk! Yikes!
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