wha? where? sometimes we treat the kids to dinner and a movie. they set the table in the living room. and we watch a movie on the tv. last night we watched one of the many shaun the sheep. it's pronounced shorn if you've never seen the show. you should. anywho, grandpa was in town. so the table was kinda crowded. he went to costco earlier for supplies. and brought home a big box of haagen daas ice cream bars. he didn't tell anyone they were there. nor did he try to hide the fact. he just didn't mention it. the boys had their noses in front of their computers. i suppose i did too. so we didn't notice. until... my contribution to dinner was to thaw and peel the shrimp. and pour the milk. the beautiful and talented alisa did everything else. my reaction to discovering my favorite treat was, oh my! what? nothing. so at dinner i ate my fish taco. just one this time. i wasn't very hungry. and i wanted to save room. the movie was still holding the boys attention in its laser guided photon grip. so i wandered off to the freezer. opened the box. got myself a yummy. and walked back into the living room. no one noticed. so i sorta wandered in front of the tv. munching happily. got yelled at. move! we can't see. oh sorry. stood there for a bit looking at them not looking at me. shrugged mouthfully. and sat down on the couch. looked at alisa and grinned. she rolled her eyes at me. i don't know how she does that without pulling a muscle. anywho. i finished before the movie. so i poked g with the stick. handed it to him. and gestured for him to put it on the table. he took it, annoyed. then realized what it was. suddenly, movie is forgotten. where did you get this? at which point alisa spilled the beans. and grandpa had a chuckle fit. g jumps up. races off to the kitchen. gets himself a treat. and returns to his seat to finish watching the silly antics of shaun et al.  ¶ 8:00 AM