MONDAY!  Ok, not just any Monday, but a holiday Monday...that's right, it's "Sinko dah My-Oh!"  (Huk'd on Foniks werkd four us).  This is the day in history when the Mexican army (led by Texas born General Zaragosa - "Don't mess with Texas!") defended their country against invasion by France and sent those crummy wine drinking cheese sniffing frogs sailing back to Europe.  Hey, that's a good thing, otherwise we'd all be eating tacos made from crepes and Corona would be a type of Pinot Noir!  Besides, what has France ever done worthwhile except manufacture the Peugeot and the Citroen -  and aren't those GREAT cars!

Look, before we start another war here between Mexico and France, or between the world and us, let's be clear about one thing - we love all people (at least until we're caught at it!).  Well truthfully, we love all people except process servers, bill collectors and Kevin's third grade teacher.  It was okay in third grade when she touched him in that "special" way after daily mass, and it was okay when they played that cowboy/Indian game and tied each other (and Sister Sara) up with jump ropes, but when she wanted Father Flannigan to play Broke Back Mountain with Kevin he drew the line with Sister Margarite.  (Update - the next year she was transferred back to her convent in Brazil where she abdicated from Catholicism and became an international adult film star in spite of the fact she was missing her left arm and the Malaria scars were pretty obvious on her legs).

Speaking of Malaria - it's only 34 days (count 'em!) until the beginning of the Riding4Beer World Tour (June 10th) and we now have prescriptions for Malarone (Malaria) and Cipro (Anthrax!).  The Travel Clinic in L.A. actually gave us (we're talking about us here) the pills and told us to self-medicate if necessary while on our worldwide adventure.  Us?  Self medicate if necessary?  Okay, so they weren't so smart giving us the pills in advance, but we can honestly say there's no chance of us catching Malaria or Anthrax after we downed five of them this morning along with a Budweiser.  Speaking of beer (we just were!), it's still Cinco de Mayo and definitely time for us to swing by Taco Bell and then claim our stools at a bar somewhere before they run out of Corona & limes...

      
This is so much better than if France was in charge!            Sister Margarite, Kevin and Sister Sara at Communion. 

       
They told us to self- medicate - FOOLS!          Kevin placed 3rd in sheep riding thanks to Sister Margarite's lessons!