I wanted to make tacos but Fatima objected due to the questionable ground beef I bought.
What does it mean to be a father?
I snagged two pounds and then went back for 3 more. I'm stocked up on ground beef like a Doomsday Prepper.
Singing and videoke is a big part of the culture here. Plus, ain't no such thing as noise complaints. All you can do is enjoy the show.
Fatima won't throw anything away. She's saving my old ink pen for spare parts.
Filipina Wife #2 wanted some shrimp so I headed out on a fishing trip. I had no idea the winds would blow me down to Walking Street.
Join me for an early-morning walk down Fields Avenue to Tequila Reef.
First of all, I ain't complaining. We're blessed to have good food to eat when so many people in this world do not.
Fatima's vacuuming operations in the morning disturb my peace and serenity while I'm trying to work. My goodness.