Beauty

The Stumbling Daughter participated in a "lame beauty pageant" (her words, not mine). Apparently each organization at school nominates one girl to be in the pageant. While I was so busy trying to take a decent photo (which I clearly failed), I didn't get a very good look at her walking and posing on the stage. All I can say is (a) that she didn't Stumble, and (b) didn't seem to be awkward like a few of the girls. However, I will agree with her assessment that it was pretty lame.









Here is my lunch from this weekend. Hot dogs slit down the middle, filled with cheese. Banana slit down the middle, filled with peanut butter. Do you see a theme?