Today I was the lucky recipient of the best dang greeting card ever to grace an envelope (pictured above). What you can’t get from the picture is just how glorious that pig is. . . it’s like an accordian that has about fifteen moving pieces and it wobbles in the breeze, just like – well – a flying pig. Until now, The Village Square flying pig was just theory.

You can imagine my glee.

Better yet, the card was from my friends Adam & Lea and came with this note:

“thank you for making us idiots. (no you didn’t do that on your own)
thank you for naming us idiots. (nah, it’s been done before)
thank you for introducing us as idiots to a crowd. . . now that is something to be proud of!”

Aren’t I so lucky to have friends who have such a low bar for gratitude?

If we ever have a fire, it’s the kids & the husband out first, then the pig.

If you weren’t at our first dinner, please learn about “The Village Idiots” here. (Scroll to page 6.)

-Liz