We heard twice from Ben yesterday, once around 5:30 p.m. when he called to tell us all about what he had for lunch (Applebee’s) and that he had a cool hotel room with a couch. Again around 9:00 he called to let us know he was in for the night, that he had a great time and was hoping to really sleep well. Tracey talked to him more than I did but I didn’’t hear too much about the robot stuff. More about the cool places to eat, the trip, the hotel and the fun. Sounds like my boy.
There aren’’t any pictures yet of this year’’s event but there is supposed to be live streaming at different times throughout the day. I haven’’t managed to catch any but I suspect I will eventually.
An Italian Mother Mrs. Ravioli comes to visit her son Anthony for dinner ... who lives with a female roommate Maria. During the course of the meal, his mother couldn’t help but notice how pretty Anthony’s roommate was. She had long been suspicious of a relationship between the two, and this had only made her more curious. Over the course of the evening, while watching the two interact, she started to wonder if there was more between Anthony and roommate than met the eye.
Reading his mom’s thoughts, Anthony volunteered, “I know what you must be thinking, but I assure you, Maria and I are just roommates.”
About a week later, Maria came to Anthony saying, “Ever since your mother came to dinner, I’ve been unable to find the silver sugar bowl. You don’t suppose she took it, do you?”
Well, I doubt it, but I’ll email her, just to be sure. So he sat down and wrote: Dear Momma, I’m not saying that you ‘did’ take the sugar bowl from my house; I’m not saying that you ‘did not’ take it. But the fact remains that it has been missing ever since you were here for dinner.
Love, Anthony
Several days later, Anthony received a response email from his Momma which read:
Dear Son, I’m not saying that you ‘do’ sleep with Maria, and I’m not saying that you ‘do not’ sleep with her. But the fact remains that if she was sleeping in her OWN bed, she would have found the sugar bowl by now.
Love, Momma
Lesson: Never lie to your Momma ... especially, if she’s Italian.
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We heard twice from Ben yesterday, once around 5:30 p.m. when he called to tell us all about what he had for lunch (Applebee’s) and that he had a cool hotel room with a couch. Again around 9:00 he called to let us know he was in for the night, that he had a great time and was hoping to really sleep well. Tracey talked to him more than I did but I didn’’t hear too much about the robot stuff. More about the cool places to eat, the trip, the hotel and the fun. Sounds like my boy.
