While we were visiting my brother's place we ate at many restaurant establishments.  One thing that kept popping up were Rocky Mountain Oysters.  Not knowing what they were, I had to ask (inquiring minds want to know).  It turns out that they are actually bull balls that are quartered, breaded, and deep fried.  I, of course, had to try them.  They were pretty good.  It was a cross between shrimp and gizzards served with cocktail sauce.  Susan, who tries anything, refused to eat them.

One final thought about the trip.  All in all, it was a great one.  We are glad to be back home.  There is one critique, however.  I think they need to develop a pill for parents called Kid Sickness Pills.  You can take one whenever you are sick and tired of their complaining and you instantly forget their behavior.  I think the drug companies would benefit from such a product.  Oh, wait, they may have already done it...it's called Xanax.

So, it's back to home life.  I refuse to let our luggage sit in a corner for two weeks before getting desperate and cleaning it out.  That is my goal for the day.  I also need to pick up Corky at our friend's home.  I'm sure he will be happy to see us, Smokey certainly was.  Corky decided to mark his territory in Tom and Angie's home (they have two dogs to compete with) and I'm feeling very bad about that.  I hope it was not too big of a problem!