Hedo, Hedo

Hedo, hedo is one of Jason's favorite sayings. Basically instead of using the l's in hello he puts in a d, it's funny and now I say it too.

Not feeling well today. Went to church, we had a potluck, I brought chips and had one of the older girls go to Little Ceasar's and get a pizza. She was already going so I thought she could pick up an extra one. I like potlucks, sometimes the food can be weird, but this time it was really basic. Pizza, cookies, deviled eggs (did you know the last hymn in our hymnal is #666?), cold cuts, cheese and crackers, you get the idea.

I always find it interesting what other people bring. I wasn't sure where the potluck was going to be so I didn't want to bring something that had to be kept cold or hot. I think one of the weirder things about today's potluck was that someone brought 4 strawberries, 4 chicken strips and like 6 potato wedges, that just struck me as strange.

What I don't like is when people want you to sign up to bring something. It's like, I'll bring what I'll bring, I don't want to be tied down for something as informal as a potluck. When I say this my mom always tells this story about how she once went to a lunch potluck with like 20 other women and they all brought potato salad. The moral of that story is that you need a list, but it's also interesting to note that all the potato salads were different. Personally if I was there I'd have brought something different, I don't like potato salad.