he was
a ballerina
of the mind

he was
a ballerina dancer
of the mind

If you know the origin of "chips" based in cooking things in oil, you understand why they're called "chips", but also it explains why the British call them "crisps", and arguably that's better.

Cherry puddin’ in my boot!

The man learned to be more like his wife at work — softer, more patient.
And the woman learned to be more like her husband at home — more firm and resolute

I don't understand how households with flies can tolerate them.
I viciously pursue every fly...
fruit fly
fungus gnat
house fly
black fly
I track them. I clap them. I train my hands. Sharpen my perception.
I see where they go. I drain their watering holes. I empty the trash.

In contrast, my in laws have a horde of kitchen garbage piled in their shed.
I go to dinner at their house. I don't engage the flies — it's hopeless.
But they fly boldly into my face. They land on the plates, on the glass.
The mocker would see me get into the zone, if I were to pursue the flies in their house.

Don't cry over spilled milk
Applies to the parent also.
"Alright who wasted this milk?"

For the life of me I don't understand why they would keep rabbits in their house.

And a chicken..

There is chicken shit on the bathroom floor.

With an unflushed toilet of course.

I am swatting fruit flies from my face.

Not many big flies though.

Fortunately my in laws have their parents glass. One more generation and I would be eating from scratched up plasticware.

Hate it when stupid people don't know how to speak clearly. The guy sends me instructions. On one point, I sent an email asking "which one of these things did you mean?" Followed by a numbered list of options. The guy's email response started with "Yes".

She powdered her egg for me