Thursday, August 23, 2007

Mutton, anyone?

Had a nice phone conversation with Kelly this morning (actually, ALL our conversations with Kelly are wonderful). David has been able to phone her much more often, which is really good news. Kelly says that he continues to sound upbeat and is definitely ready to head for home.

A really nice change for the guys is that they received a truckload of real food; chicken to barbeque and also frozen pizza that can be microwaved. (So I'm guessing that, duh, they must have access to a microwave; probably came in a box labeled: "Food Irradiation Device, Medium, One Each" and painted Olive Drab. More realistically, it was probably labeled as "Entrenching Tools."

Now I know that you are wondering about the title of this entry - I'm getting to that. As it turns out, the guys were out one day and "discovered" a sheep. No doubt, when you've lived on a ration of MREs for far too long, a sheep looks mighty like dinner at Grandma's. So . . . using euphemistic language, the guys pooled their culinary skillsets and provided a much-needed meal for the masses. Baaaaa baaaaaa . . . bye.
-- Kevin

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