putting stuff in your mouth

A couple of funny stories from this week:
1.   Tuesday Grace and I were on our way to school.  We were traveling down Bennett Road, talking about that song we heard on the radio ("I'm the boy with the drum drums drum...) that we can't find to play for our families.  This is really off topic, but it's such a BAD song...and we can't find it to make fun of it...
Grace takes a sip of her tea and kinda freaks (I think I would have freaked more).  I look over and there's a BEE hanging out of the hole in the lid.  She says, "It was in my mouth."  Poor Grace.  How does a bee get in her tea...in November?
Here's the phone conversation I have with her mother.
"What kind of tea did you give your daughter?"
"I think it was Earl Grey."
"There was a bee in it."
"No, I'm pretty sure it was Earl Grey."
"You're not hearing me; there was a bee in it.  A bumble bee."

2.  Last night I was watching tv when I got a text from a coworker asking if I wanted some shrimp alfredo for lunch the next day.  I don't turn down food, so I say yum yum yum, feed me.  She was in a meeting all day, but I caught her kind of on a break and asked when she was eating lunch.  She replies, "We're eating in here."  I'm thinking, "What about my food?"  But I'm also thinking, "Did I miss something here?"  Lunch comes and there's no food.  Thank goodness for leftovers from birthday party yesterday & people willing to share.  So did she notice I'd gained 10 pounds and just wanted to do her part to help me eat less?  I'm not ever falling for that trick again.  I will always bring my lunch!

3.  Our lunch bunch had a winning powerball ticket...worth $7.  (about 40 cents each)