Mysterious Mushroom

This mushroom was growing just across the way from our place. I say “was growing” because since I took the picture on Saturday, it has become decapitated. I’m really curious as to what that person did with it. I mean, the purpose wasn’t necessarily to kill it, since the stem is still intact. Mushroom soup anyone? Haha, that’s gross.

You can’t really tell, but this was a good size mushroom, about half a foot tall. Isn’t funny that when I saw it, one of my first thoughts was, “I have to take a picture of it for our blog!”

Changing the subject…last night I had fun watching the Oscars (with no commercials, thanks to Tivo). As D knows, this is “my night” to park myself in front of the t.v. for a good chunk of time without any guilt. I sent D to get our dinner from Island Grill. D is notorious for messing up our take-out orders, so last night he did a little role playing before he left, acting out exactly how he was going to order:

Cashier: How are you doing?
D: Well, thanks. I’ll take the [insert our order, reading off the take-out menu]
Cashier: What size drink?
D: Small, please.
Cashier: Anything else?
D: Nope, that’s all.
Cashier: OK, that’ll be [insert $ amount]

About five minutes after he left our home for the restaurant, the phone rings. It’s D.

D: Island Grill is the place on [insert cross-streets], right?
L: No! It’s the one on [insert street name]!
D: Oh, well I’m at [insert different Hawaiian take-out place] and the guy already gave me a sample, so can’t we just get food here?
L: No! Go to Island Grill!!

Lesson learned: We must also rehearse exactly how D will get to the restaurant in order to ensure he goes to the right place!