Pro-yets.

Our boys go to a language immersion school, and often that means the teachers first language is not English. And  that in turn means we have fun interpreting their notes and emails and sometimes even conversations. Our first encounter with this was when the boys got their first project assigned, and the teacher kept talking about the "proyets" that were due. Go ahead and say it with a Spanish accent, you know you wanna.

Right now I am working on a few proyets of my own. I am cleaning, wood puttying, sanding and priming. And soon, I will be painting. 

My proyets, pre-sanding.

The company I had during my work today. G us singing, C is trying to ignore him.

If it wasn't moving and was nearby, it got primed today.

I was also busy with kitchen proyets. A little key lime pie. 

And chicken parmigiana. My rendition of an Italian chef announcing the chicken parmigiana being ready nearly got astanding  ovation in the kitchen. Tomorrow night we grill pork chops and ocra. Suppose I need to work on my southern accent for that. 

Nom nom.