Screaming and eating

Okay, it wasn't *I* who was screaming, thank goodness. Tonight was "McTeachers" night at McDonald's. Some of the teachers worked behind the counter, Ronald McDonald (a very talented one, I might add) visited and entertained the children, and the girls' school gets 15% of the sales between 6 and 8 tonight. Because there was a PlayPlace, naturally we sat in that room. It was unbelievably loud in there. I grew up in a household where one screamed only in case of a life or death emergency. Apparently, most of the children who play at McDonald's haven't grown up in that same environment.

I enjoyed a salad, dh a 1/4 lb. burger, and the three girls a Happy Meal apiece. We came home and gilded the lily with slices of homemade cream cheese lemon pie. Yum.