My son and I got into a conversation about whether or not he had ever eaten lobster. He said that he’s never had it, when I know in fact, that he has. Most recently, he ate some on New Year’s Eve.

During this disagreement, his speech therapist would’ve shuddered to hear him say, “I not had lobster on New Year’s Eve.”

I corrected him and said, “You shouldn’t say, you not had lobster. You should say…you DID NOT have lobster on New Year’s Eve.”

He replied, “See? You said I didn’t have it, so I was right.”

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For Valentine’s Day, my husband and I promised not to spend any money on each other. The two of us, along with the kids, made handmade cards, and it turned out to be the best Valentine’s Day I can recall. Flowers and chocolates are nice, but these gifts were truly from the heart.

But, even without the painted pictures from the kids and a sweet poem from my husband, I am fully aware that my family loves me. I know this, because they don’t criticize my cooking…and I am one lousy cook.

The other night, while making spaghetti and meatballs, I realized halfway through cooking that I didn’t have the key ingredient for my sauce. That ingredient being the sauce itself. In this house, made from scratch is an unused term. Prego does it much better than I ever could.

So, what do you do when frozen meatballs are starting to thaw on the bottom of your Crock Pot and there’s no Prego in the house? Add some Hormel Chili, and a jar of tomato soup, of course!

And, my husband, my son and my daughter ate that “sauce”…and I use that term real lightly… over whole wheat pasta without complaint. If that isn’t love, I don’t know what is.

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…and Laila Ali (that would be Muhammad’s daughter).

American Gladiator challenges are named things like, “Gauntlet”, “Assault”, “Hit and Run”, and “The Eliminator”. Sometimes the competitors prevail, but most of the time…well, let’s just say they’re lucky to be wearing helmets.

Just imagine competing against people with names like Titan, Stealth, Militia, Fury and Mayhem. Here are a couple of their bios…

This is a lovely Swede named Hellga. She’s a delicate lady coming in a 6’1”, and weighing 205 lbs. In her spare time she likes to make meatballs from scratch and split wood with her bare hands.

This is Wolf. He thinks he’s, well…a wolf. Really.

Despite the tough talk, the producers try and throw the contestants off by dressing the men like women.

Thanks to the writer’s strike, and without new shows to air, NBC has declared American Gladiators a surprise hit. Apparently, the network executives didn’t consider that we just didn’t have anything else to watch.

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