Go Liss

You, like my mom, may be wondering why this is the sight greeting you as you open the fridge. Really, is that Weight Watchers Key Lime pie I see? And what's that apple juice doing between prepared and unprepared salads? Also, is that a wild boar skull?

Yes.

I'd happened upon this boar skull, a souvenir from two years in the Patagonia, a gift from an amigo and a half. I felt it hadn't got enough attention. I wanted to startle Mom with the sight of it--but where should it be sighted?

Malissa suggested the fridge and I cried in triumph, "YES!" as she, a whit or two mortified, audibly cringed and said, "Not really!" Oh yes really. Two seconds later she added, "You should put the milk out on the counter, so she'll open the fridge to put it back." I've got a twelve-year head start on her, and she's already ordering me around. But that's okay by me, as long as evil wins.