Wednesday, October 1, 2008

onions

James is the man who lives across the street and drives the black SUV. Michael is always looking out the window to see if he's home or not, and he always lets us know. Usually it sounds something like this:

Michael: James is not home.
Me: No, he's gone.
Michael: He went to the store to buy onions.

Let me point out that James never buys anything else at the store. He ONLY buys onions, according to Michael. Later:

Michael: James is home now!! (With a big smile and looking excited.)
Me: Yup, he is.
Michael: He bought onions?

So rather than go to the store to buy onions to make another batch of salsa, maybe I'll just go ask James for some of his.

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