I like this bouquet. I told Amy that it reminds me of my hair (internet rolls eyes at YET ANOTHER mention of alleged "awesome" hair): Meaning it's all unkempt and could easily abscond innocent children and old ladies in its unkemptness.
I had no frickin' clue what to pick out for The Targo. He didn't really care anyway. I'm pretty sure I asked one of the cats to pick it out. I was so ambivalent about the selection that I can't remember which one it was.
Just so this entry isn't entirely snooze-worthy, I have a question: Does anyone have a clue what "exotic meat" might mean in Mexico? I'm really hoping it's chicken. Either way, I'm so not eating that empanada!