"IL TRIONFO SULLE AVVERSITA: NELLIE ZIMMERMAN"

"...Emily domando alla signora QUALLS di scriver la biographa di Nellie...."

And with these words the story of my deaf-blind friend is launched on it's trip around the world. So far,..the book is selling around three or more copies a week at our local Canton Border's Book Store on the Strip! It is doing very well in Stark County.

Things have quieted down a bit for Rosezelle and myself even though the book is selling at what we are told is a good pace! Rosezelle still occasionally sells a book at work, but no one has chased her down the street for the past month or so so things have settled down for her. She cannot run so very fast anymore so the slacking up of people,..who want her to sign their copies of the book,..is good for her as her sleep apnea makes her very short of breath.

Myself,..I have had no problems since the girl in the grocery store and the tomato incident!! The little girl, who is the clerk at the Marathon Gas Station,..points me out to folks once in a while, but this is no big deal and I have sold a trucker or two a "Nellie" book to take home to their wives..so I am not complaining about the little clerk's enthusiasm!

Anyway! Nellie's story is on its' way around the world..thanks to www.workersforjesus.com! She is one of the book reviews in the FAMOUS DEAF PEOPLE SECTION.

The webmaster assured me that they intend to translate Nellie's story into many languages!! If Miss Nellie Belle were here today,..she would not only be.."Walking Free,"..but also.."Walking Proud!"

I just read an Italian translation of a book review for Walking Free: The Nellie Zimmerman Story. This review is already up and on the web.

Part of my job is to find such things for our book company in the search engines. I was doing my daily search of Google and Dogpile and the other search engines, and there it was "as plain as day: "

Nellie's story in Italian!

The website, that promised to put their review of our book into every spoken language on earth, is doing just that:

French, German,..Italian,..Spanish,..Swahili,..Portuguese,..Dutch,...and on and on!!

Before these folks are finished,..Nellie Zimmerman's story will be told in every written language!! The website already have done a beautiful review of the book in English and I can hardly wait to see what they will be saying in German and in French as those other two are my comprehended,..in some ways better than English,..tongues!!

I got an e-mail letter the other day from a lady,..who lives in Singapore. Somehow, she got a copy of the "Nellie book!" It was sent to her by a friend!! The friend had made the stipulation that she read the book and send it onto another friend!! I have no idea in Hell as to where this lady got my e-mail address from!

This lady from Singapore says that she will have a book group of women to come visit in her home from her neighborhood and tell Nellie's story there on her island so far away from Northeastern Ohio!! I wonder how one says Nellie in "Sinagalese??"

I got a quote from a young woman, whom I met on a scifi board website. Her posts say that she has young children at home, and her mother has just died from a very terrible form of cancer. This and other things going on in her life would be enough to drive many folks over the edge. Shortly after her post about her mom dying,..she responded to one of my posts with a comment that I must quote and keep on repeating till I wear it thin. What did she say that was so profound?

"GrandCoeur,"..as I shall call her in this blog, could say after the loss of her mother to a terrible disease;..after she faces the long days wth her young ones..(and I know just how long those days can be at times!),..and all of those other family troubles,..which she mentions in her posts,..

"Life is worth living,..no matter what comes your way!"

"GrandCoeur" does not sound like she is on the "self-pity-trip!" That statement,..original or not,..is a mouthful! I doubt that I could survive intact all of the terrible things that life seems to be throwing at her!

"Life is worth living,..no matter what comes your way!"

Shall I repeat that statement to "The Boy," thinking on his mother's death...as he sits in her old rocking chair, and holds Little Bit,..affectionately known as "Bit," the kitten and now cat,..that made Annie smile after a period of depression?

"Life is worth living,..no matter what comes your way!"

I don't know if "The Boy,"..still sitting dry-eyed and mourning his mom, would really understand the philosophy behind such a statement. He does,..I know,..understand the touch of a loving hand and a smile.

If I repeated this profound statent to my friend,.."Ro,"..who has not walked in over forty years, and who met and married twice..while she was in a wheelchair,..and took care of her three children,.and kept house,..and took in her aging parents and cared for them till they died, and took care of her second husband while he died from cancer in their home,..and did it all from a wheelchair,..never wavering,..never faltering...,..I wonder,..what would Ro say?

Perhaps I should repeat this statement to "Dan,"..who was an apprentice builder, and who fell, only to achieve the worst case of tramatic brain injury I have ever been witness to. When I worked with Dan,.he was learning to dress himself again with his left arm..as he had lost the use of his right arm and both his legs.

Dan did learn to dress himself again..even though he could not bend his body. His spine had been surgically frozen so that he would never bend his body again.

Then,..of course,..there was "Charlie," who was never supposed to talk again and he did.

And my own son,..who was so badly burned,..as a child and who was never supposed to be able to raise his right arm again. He used that arm to pitch baseballs when he was in grade school!

You know it's funny because I don't think that I would have to say that statement to any of these folks. They are living that statement right now,..everyday of their lives. They live out that statement in quiet courage and dignity..without anger,..without bitterness.

And no,.I will never be sorry that I knew any of them. I consider them an enrichment in my life-long "study of human nature!"

Well,...I got THE haircut. My grey-brown "mop" is now..grey-brown "fuzz!" I got a crewcut!! The "fuzz" is now less than an inch long!

Shawn,..one of my son's friends,..took one look and asked me not to come over to gossip with his mom for a month or so!! He says one look at my new hairdo and his mom will want one too! The boy,..then,..asked me if I was still going to bake chocolate chip cookies and stuff...anymore!!

(Grrrrrrrr! I suppose cutting one's hair means that one has cut off all ties with femininity!! I wonder who is teaching this boy certain types of nonsense!)

"No!" I said, closing on eye and giving him the hawkeye with the other,.."This haircut means that I've gone "radical" and I won't bake anymore goodies for you and Bill and Alec and your other buddies anymore!!
I am going to rent the Hall at the Civic Center to give talks to you fellows' moms on..."Bra burning!" and why all intellingent women should refuse to wear.."flopper-stoppers!"
I'll even make you a little pink apron, to match Bill's, to wear when all the moms around here stop housekeeping as soon as I enlighten the other mothers and women around here to "radicalism!"

This kid is twenty years old and he actually turned pale!! Shawn BELIEVED me!

"MY mother will never drive a tractor....!" he spat out. Then he did a double-take.

"Awwwww!" he stammered, "Yer a'teasing me!"

I grinned at him

He smiled back, "You still gonna make those butterscotch chip and chocolate chip cookies that our RPG group likes,..aren't you?"

"Yeah!" I said, "Right after I talk your mom into joining the National Organization for Women!"

The boy looked worried!

Well,.I guess that I have some catching up to do in this blog! I don't think that I have spent anytime here since before Valentine's Day. Lots of good things have been happening! The weather has been getting warmer and I certainly have no complaints about that! This means that I can get out and about more,..and I most certainly have done so!

On Valentine's Day,..Bill had his "buddies" over. He bought us all,..including his dad and myself,..boxes of take-out Chinese food. He, then,..got a special kind of "high resonance" DVD player,..which he put on the big TV in the living room and we watched Star Wars: Attack of the Clones! Egg rolls and Yoda, hopping about like an oversized grasshopper!

My husband bowed out as clones are not his speciality,..but I hung in there and watched the whole thing! My son supposed that I would think highly of Anakin Skywalker and was suprised when I did not.

Anakin was the best portrayal of taking out one's frustrations on others that I have ever seen on a movie screen. He also wins what I call the "Poor Little Me" prize.

Yes,..Anackin Skywalker was a slave in his youth. Yes,..he lost his mother in a tragic way. Yes,..he seems sad and misunderstood,..but he also seems to only semi-notice that the others around himself are having their problems too! I must thing on this more before I can write about it properly.

Anyway back to our impromptu Valentine's Day Party. Basically,..we ate chinese food and watched a Star Wars movie. My son gave me a big chocolate candy heart and my husband gave me a medium sized box of chocolates! I got flowers from someone else, but he does not count!

After watching Star Wars with the fellows,..I retired with part Of the Black Heart book to peruse. Bill, Shawn,..Alec,..and the rest of the RPG group took the "X-box" thingie and went upstairs to Bill's "hideaway" to play a Star Wars video game.

I fell aseep on the sofa and in my dreams watched Yoda get a job at Agnes' Meat Market, here in town. He became their head meat cutter! Eeeeeeeerg! I wonder at what goes through my head at times! I dreamed that Yoda chopping up pork and beef with his light saber!

Getting positive reinforcement is not hard, and today,..I got the most positive reinforcement that a person could get.

Caaaaaaaaaaaaackle!

Heh! A young lady chased me around the grocery store in Brewster with her own version of the "You changed my life!" reading response to WALKING FREE. If I hadn't been short of wind from my pneumonias,..I would have beaten her past the tomatoes and gotten out of the store before she caught up with me.

The young lady knew that I can talk as well,..if not better than some hearing folks,..so I couldn't play mute with her. I guess that I will be speaking to her Sunday School class in a week or two!!

So what will I be telling these teenage kids? First,..I will tell this class of young church going faith seekers of "wisdom and truth,"....that not everyone in this world is going to like them. Then,..I will tell them that how they deal with that dislike is up to them.

I will also tell them that.."Dislike matters only when it comes from someone,..that you actually like or respect!. If Saddam Hussein wishes you, all, dead and straight in hell,..I doubt if it would bother you much!!"

I think that the kiddies will get the point!

Then,..I will point out to the Sunday school class that...."when people like you or dislike you excessively much,..they pass along their energy to you via the feelings that they create in you!"

What a person does with the energy,..passed onto them by others, is up to that person. One can be down and use the downess to hurt others, or one can be up and use the same energy...to write a best seller!

I prefer the response of writing a best seller,..to start one's own group for one's interests,..which I've already done,..,or a dozen other useful or productive things, which can be used to improve the lives of others.

Right now,..I am searching for a scholarship for another woman to go to college on. As far as I know,..she has devoted her whole life to her family and her children. This strikes me as a very noble thing. To have been so unselfish in the face of problems,..which most folks have never found the strength to deal with,..deserves a chance at something beyond just housework and child care. I hope that some part of her feels that I am thinking of her often,..because I do.


Another person,..that I am thinking of,..has within her the creativity to become whatever she sets her heart to. To do that,..she must admit her own creative abilities. Most of all,..she must look within herself for her own inner strengths and resources and admit that they are there.


What is,..is. Opinion does not put it there. The individual puts it there. How one uses one's resources inside oneself..is up to oneself. Me,..I am more interested in creating than destroying and will ever be so.

While I was in office on the Ohio Governor's Council on People with Disabilities, Rosezelle used to drive me to Columbus,..the state capitol of Ohio,..she used to tell me fascinating stories of growing up in her homestate. I told her to write down those stories. The supernatural ones..used to keep me awake at night,..they were so good!

The task of putting those stories on paper took her almost seven years, but she has done the task and her manuscript is done! WALKING FREE took almost five years to write as it is very hard to pry my memories out of me!! Trust me on that statement!! It takes time to get information together. It takes time to write things down....just right.

Rosezelle's THE BLACK HEART BOOK has been written just right. I should know,..I content proofed it for readablity along with about twenty other folks. The actual "proofing" for mistakes and "blue-book" proofing has not yet been done yet.

All I can say is that THE BLACK HEART BOOK is going to change how folks look at a rural people,..known as hillbillies,..and recognize them for the true survivors that they are!! GAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! IT WILL ALSO CHANGE SOME FOLKS' IDEAS ABOUT THE SUPERNATURAL!! (Shivers in delight!)

BLACK HEART is a "big read,''....but a true story and well worth the trips to Kentucky to research it!!! Even if one has to sleep on the sofa of a log cabin and eat corn bread and drink cold buttermilk for breakfast!! More on that later!!

Except for one short spell of losing my breath this morning,..I AM better and feel great!! I better feel good! I have to meet up with "Clarie"..tonight and I'll tell you about that in my next blog entry.

Love?

What IS human love,..especially the love between a man and a woman? T.S. Eliot provides a metaphor for it:

"At the still point of the turning world.

Neither flesh nor fleshless; Neither from nor towards; at the still point, the dance is.

But neither arrest nor movement. And do not call it fixity,

Where past and future are gathered, Neither movement from nor towards.

Neither ascent nor decline. Except for the point,..the still point.."


MY OWN REFECTIONS FROM WHAT I WAS THINKING LAST NIGHT:

And there is always the love that one's heart is supposed to feel for the other folks around. Idealistically,..one's heart,..open and loving,..should reel in others into itself.

Love is supposed to be the vehicle,..that bears the whole world on it's shoulders.

And one should not have to insert the word,.."love," into one's name online or offline for others to know that one is a loving person!

Today,..I had a hard time breathing again....and we just saw the cardiologist..FRIDAY!!!! He is not sure if the left side of my heart is getting enough oxygen;...sweeet! This must mean part of my brain is not getting enough oxygen!!

Just what I always wanted!! This must be where my wacky sense of humor comes from,...the gift for story-telling and all! All my stories and ad-libs are the product of an oxygen starved brain!

I joked about it with Lloyd in the car on the way home. Daaaaamn! It's getting hard to make that man laugh!! Can't he understand that I want him with me in spirit for ALL of the moments of my life,..however long or short it is??

Can't he see that humor is my way of facing the truth? And that laughter makes truth into a victory and not a defeat?

This man was one of the few people...who believed me...when I said that in reality that Nellie was not as blind or deaf as the people,..who surrounded her when she was locked up for all those years!! That is why I married him!! And he is going to let a piece of news like this get him down?

Oh,..Lloyd,..life is more than what you see..or hear!!

MUST TELL CAT JOKES:

Resident cat to "new kitty in the household",..on "cat door pecking order!":

"The little door is the one we use. The big door is for the servents!"

On devotional and prayer time:

"We say the AVE MEEEE-OOWER, here three times a day to ensue that the refrigerater door will open and we will be fed!!

Gather in front of the "Great White Door" and sing out: "Meeeeeeeooooow!" in chorus so that Our Lady of the Cat Chow" will know that we are still her Mostly Devoted Followers!

If she is asleep or laying down at mealtime,.we all go together and sit on her face!!"

YUMMY FRITTERS!

And yes,.my dears,...they are fattening,..but OHHHHHH SO GOOD!

2 cups of Bisquick

1/2 cup of cold water

1 egg

1 can (1 lb. 1 oz.) whole kernel corn,..drained,..(2 cups)

Syup or confectioner's sugar

Heat fat (2 to 3 inches) in deep fat fryer or Dutch oven to 375 degrees.

In small bowl, mix Bisquick,..water,..and egg with folk until smooth.

Stir in corn.

Drop batter by small spoonfuls into hot fat.
Turn and fry until golden brown on both sides.

Drain on paper towels.

Serve hot with syrup.

Makes about 2 dozen and don't be surprised if they get eaten before you get done cooking all and you dont get any!!

CREAMED CHICKEN ON TOAST!

A very delicious way to use left over bits of chicken, that one does not wish to throw away! This receipt is also LOW in calories and low in bad fats. (I am just getting this concept,..BAD fats,..Good fats!)

Since Bill is a "vegan,"...(to me that sounds like he has renounced his Citizenship on Earth and has moved to Venus!!),..I am using tofu in place of the chicken,...for his one serving!! He, now,..refuses to eat the "meat of an innocent bird."

(That line of Bill's about innocent birds is malarkey!! This bird was no innocent. Her name was Calpernia and she was the tougest meanest bird in Mary Troyers flock of "free range birds!" Her ultimate fate was justified and she was only good for a "fricassee" or a stewing!!)

Anyway,..:

CREAMED CHICKEN

1/4 cup butter

1/4 cup Bisquick

1/2 tsp. salt

1/4 tsp. pepper

2 cups milk

2 cups cut-up cooked chicken or turkey Melt butter over low heat in sauce-pan.

Blend in Bisquick and seasonings.

Cook mixture over low heat,.stirring until mixture is smooth and bubbly.

Remove from heat.

Stir in milk.

Heat to boiling,..stirring constantly.

Boil and stir one minute.

Stir in chicken.

Heat through.

Serve our mashed potatoes or toasted bread!!

My husband and son love this receipt. Bill ate a few bites of his creamed tofu and then,..it "mysteriously" dropped on the floor,..where the five felines began to sample it, and the poor boy had to help his father and I eat our "polluted with "innocent bird meat" concoction!"

(Sidenote: The kitties are recovering nicely from their creamed tofu induced indigestion!!)

Caaaaaaaackle! ROFLMAO! I haven't acted so silly in months!! To put it Frankly,..I haven't laughed so much as I did with my husband and son as I did last night in a long time!

The image of myself and friends madly invading a scifi convention grew into one where Bill said he would drive Ro's van and let her lead the way as she wheeled herself backwards down a hall,..carrying protest signs and demanding equal rights,..had us all in stitches!!

Snoooooork!!!

And then,..of course,...my five cats,..who survived the "breathing treatment,.." could sit on Ro's lap and shoulders..as she wheels herself along...meowling all the way..(whhooops,.the cats would be meowling...not Ro!)...in front of all ten of us,.club members,...talking madly on our hands!! The image formed in my mind is one straight out of Lexx,..itself!!

Heh! One look at all of us would be enough to scare all of the folks,..who came dressed as imaginary Klingons and Borgs and people from other planets...clean out of the hotel!!

Indeed,..and it is a sobering thought,..such an experience would be scary for many such folks,..coming to a place..like a scifi convention to have a good time with images of imaginary creatures in their heads,..and then to be hit smack over the head with the sight of my friends and I.

What a contrast,..such an image makes..for my friends and I among all of the revelers..would be the only starkly real people in the whole place. For us,..the come-as-you-are-contingent,..we would be..as we really are in our everyday lives.

What a silly I was!! I let some "self-important snots," that I met on a message board buffalo me into thinking that Brian Downey was "unapproachable" and I was not to try and communicate with him as it would "ruin" everyone's (their) special relationship with him!!
Ha! Mr. Downey is a very nice person,..who told me in his e-mail back to me about getting the fan club book and invited the fan club and myself to communicate with him..ANYTIME!!

This star is "unapproachable?" I DON'T THINK SO!!

I was gullible? I DO think so!!


I am in the process of contacting the club members to tell them about Mr. Downey e-mailing us. Most of the deaf Lexxians,..who know of his answer are VERY pleased with it!!

Let me give warning to those "certain snots,"..who can't get enough of themselves...next convention..could..your worst nightmare...a whole group of Deaf Lexx fans..armed with an interpreter and LOTS OF LITTLE GREEN DOLLAR BILLS...with a "crazy,"...I do believe that is one of you "politer" terms??"..Stanelle at the head of the pack!!

Think about it!!

......Stanelle

Every Friday,..late night,..we would get together and watch first the Lexx scifi show and then,..after the show ended,..we would get together and watch tapes of Lexx!! We were ten Deaf and Hard of Hearing folks with a taste for some very weird science fiction!! We called ourselves the Deaf Fan Club of Brian Downey and Ellen Dubin. When the show ended,..we talked about reaching out in some way to thank the stars of the show with a very special "thank you."

Mostly,..it was just talk till Jane suggested that we send a copy of my book to Mr. Downey as a "thanks." I was to autograph it and see if Rosezelle would do so, too. I wanted to send a copy of Jane's book as she has a Ph.D. and is much more impressive than I could ever be,..but Jane pointed out that my book was more "readable."

Jane's last published work was on "Rehabilitation of Deaf-Multiply-Disabled Children: Lip Reading and Oral Speech vs Sign Language in an Educational Setting." Like Kai's poo in "Bad Carrot," Jane's literary work is a bit "dry" as far as reading goes unless you are interested in the education of Deaf-Multiply-Disabled Children!! Still,..I thought that sending such a book would show that the people,..who we are sending the book to, that we are not just a bunch of "dumb Deafies!" The group voted and we settled on "Walking Free!"

I accepted their twenty dollars and promised to see if I could get the book to the intended recipient as I am the one, who plays aound on the message boards and actually wrote scifi Lexx stories with Annie for a time and then,..by myself. I piddled and poodled for a while and then,..in October,..I got a friend to send one of the objects of our collective adoration..a copy of the book.

Now,..the folks in the club are asking me for "confirmation" of the gift,..given as a product of our collective adoration!! I am going to be in "deep doodoo,"....if I don't come up with some proof,..and the club will be finis. Still,..it was fun while it lasted!! :D

My son,..who usually likes scifi,..was not happy about our "deaf Fan Club for Ellen Dubin and Brian Downey!!" Bill avoided us like THE PLAGUE!! My son hates this particular scifi show with a passion!! He says that he hopes the book.."got lost in the mail!"

This is going to be a short entry. I plan to come back later and..Stupid! Here I am posting just to fill up space!!

Think of similes and metaphors appropriate to the situation!! Am I LIVING just to fill up space?

Do my thoughts go out of my head and go to a place of "thoughts thunk," useful for filling up an empty space??

Where do our thoughts go and where do they come from...beyond the biology of such questioning thoughts?

I blame myself for the three illnesses,..which have kept me indoors for the months of December and January. I WOULD go to the Rezzy Fest and I would go to the New Year's Eve Party with my husband and polka till two AM even though I was told to stay in the house and sit still!!

"I'm not dead yet!" I told my doctor when she told me to stay in the house and behave myself after my first round of pneumonia for 2004.

"Well,..Emily!" the doc says to me, "If you keep going out in this freezing weather,..you just might be dead sooner than you think!!"

Anyway,..I have been neglecting my blog...among other things!! Right now,..I am enjoying the luxury of breeeeeaaathing! I don't have to force the air in and out of my lungs!! It is flooooowing in and out of my avioli and bronchi as effortlessly and easily as water flows out through unclogged pipes!! I don't even have to think about..

Incoming breath...puuullll!

Outgoing breath.....puuush!!

I do believe that the horror of fear of a trach and a big black breathing machine has kept me pushing air in and out of my pneumonia beleagered lungs all during the month of January!!

My one client,..who has post polio syndrome has kept me going too!! Ro,..my client, does not know it, but the thought that someone is depending on me keeps me moving!!

Ro can't even sit up anymore by herself as the post-polio syndrome has destroyed almost all the muscles in her arms and legs and back, but she can assume a sitting position and pull herself about once her special electric bed pushes her body into an upright position. She can also dress herself and refuses to let me help her with that. I doubt it though if I would have the patience to go about it though as she does.

Ro takes four hours to get into a bra, a shirt, and some sort of wrap around skirt. She just wears socks on her feet..when she wears them. Yet,..she dresses herself!!

In her time,..Ro has kept house,..born three children,..and gone through two husbands...all from a wheelchair!!

I can understand her attitude. That attitude is what kept Annie alive long after she was supposed to have stopped pushing air in an out, and..has kept me breathing through my two or three pneumonias this winter and heart cath and angioplasty last fall.

What attitude am I taking about? The attitude and the idea that we have as much right to think and breath and write and study and marry and have children and just plain live as any able bodied person,..who wants to do those same things on this earth. And some of us do those things better than the so-called able bodied...because we TRY harder..to survive!!

Ro told me something that mad me so angry that I wanted to spit. This took place over twenty years ago,..but I can see it happening today!! This incident took place in a church after the service,..no less!!

Ro was sitting in her wheelchair with her son on her lap..right after he was born, and waiting for her husband and her two daughters. Her son was a very pretty baby and a lot of folks would stop and look at him.

One well dressed young matron walked up to her and demanded of her,.."How could a cripple like you pay off an adoption agency for a beautiul child like that? I should report you to welfare for having such a child!! My husband and I have been trying to adopt a baby for three years now and here someone like you can get one!!"

Ro said that she pulled herself up in her wheelchairand told the bigotess,.."This is my own son! I did not adopt him..!"

Where upon "milady" snaps back,.."That's a lie!! People like you can't even have sex,..let alone have children!! Are you even married?"

Mrs. "Ablebodied-Bigot" was even more mortified when Ro's ex-airforce second husband came up behind the two of them with Ro's two teenaged daughters in tow and said to her,.."Yes!! We're married! That's what the Justice of the Peace in Canton told us!! I manage a store and we are not on welfare,..and madam,..I can assure you that my wife and I not only have sex and that is how we got our baby son, but that is how Ro got her two daughters with her first husband!!"

The "lady" walked off snorting in disgust about "over-sexed" disabled women, who managed to ensnare two men with their "flagrantly-displayed" sexuality"..while a "normal" woman had to be satisfied with only one guy,..who was probably impotent!!

"If I was a man," I said to Ro after she told me about this incident,.."And I was married to a woman like that,..I'd be impotent too!"

Anyway,..Bill caused his dad and I some upset in that he and Shawn came in the other day and told us that they had converted to "veganism!"

"You can't do that!" my poor husband shouts, "I won't have any of that heathen stuff going on in this house! And don't you go thinking that you are going to convert your mom and I to such trashy beliefs!! Your mom is driving me crazy with her liberal movie crap and such things!! I won't have you bringing anymore such wildness into our house!!"

Bill and Shawn were whooping with laughter! This made Lloyd get that much more angry till Bill went and got the dictionary and we showed my poor husband that "veganism" is just a fancy way of saying that he and Shawn had become vegetarians.

Tofu burgers,..here we come!!