I wonder if it's MY town?

Tony's Kansas City directed my attention to this little gem of information: Nelson-Atkins museum featured on "Wife Swap".

The museum part isn't what I found to be really interesting, though. It's this: "The show will include a family of three boys with a passion for sports and paintball from a small town near Kansas City. The swapped wife who takes over this brood is from San Francisco and is Oxford-educated."

I wonder if it's my small town? Or my former small town? It could be! Although, the way word gets around my community, I think my friend Tracy would have known about such a thing and told me. Nothing gets past Tracy.

Maybe I'll at least recognize the small town.

When Cliff worked on Friday nights, I usually watched Wife Swap, even though it's staged and silly. Now that he's off Fridays, it's pretty hard to get him to allow that particular show to be seen in our house. I'm going to try and get him to make an exception tonight.

Speaking of Cliff, he goes back to the 4:30 to 3 A.M. schedule next week, and we're going to try something different with meals. Since he'll be sleeping until 11 A.M. or so, he's going to drink coffee for a while and then we'll eat dinner (that's lunch to most of you, but it's our main meal of the day). Shortly before he leaves for work at 3:30 P.M., he'll eat breakfast. OK, maybe we won't call it breakfast. But it's going to be his usual breakfast fare, which alternates between oatmeal, Cream of Wheat, chocolate Malt-O-Meal and shredded wheat. He'll take the same type lunch to work as always, which normally consists of something left over from previous meals that he can warm up in the microwave.

Pioneer Woman gave me some food for thought yesterday: “If something happens and I don’t blog about it…did it really happen at all?”

Hmmm.