The Natural Disaster
Ahhhhh. Suburbia. Home to strip malls, parking lots with actual parking spots, Home Depot's, TGI Friday's, Applebees. Costcos. Exits (it is pronounced egg-zits in case you didn't know) with readily available everything for your consumption. We were invited by the soon to be marrieds to dinner at the new casa bel grande. The Disaster was kind enough to have us out to enjoy mexican night in their new home - and the quesadilla maker proved to be a valuable natural resource for the kkft. (PS-the margaritas didn't suck either). The girls enjoyed sliding down the wood staircase on a dog - don't get all bent out of shape - it wasn't a real dog, but a gigantic stuffed dog. There were many times when the disaster pointed out that fact that he did not know where the nearest hospital was in case of an emergency because of some of the girls' antics - all in good fun of course in the wide open space of their new home. I think if it is possible, the girls were ac...