Friday, my lone permament resident alien employee took orders for dozens of authentic homemade tamales her and her mom stayed up all sunday night preparing. It was gonna be a tuesday night mexican fiesta meal with frijoles and spanish rice, but unfortunately they were delivered fresh and piping hot this AM. needless to say they were breakfast and dinner today.
im thinking i'll just throw a pound of wings on the grill, slather them in a bottle of franks hot sauce, and pound some brew.
maybe drink that 6-pack of Negro Modelo i was gonna have with the tamales.
finally, for desert, there is still my daughters giant bag of free handout halloween candy that i need to further "inspect" for the razor blades and needles the republicans like to put into the goodies.