Did Somebody Say Lobster?

Chris and I are headed to Maine for the week.

But, I think there may be something wrong with me.

Whenever he says the word "Maine," I hear it as "Lobster Land."   

For example:

Chris: We're going to Maine!
Gourmess hears this as: We're going to Lobster Land!

Chris: Do you need to take that many shoes to Maine?
Gourmess hears this as: The lobsters won't care what shoes you're wearing in Lobster Land.

Chris: I've never been to Maine, so I want to see as much of it as possible.
Gourmess hears this as: I've never been to Lobster Land and I want to eat as much of it as possible.

And yes, in case you weren't sure, I plan on eating lots of lobster. In fact I'm going to eat it every day. Maybe twice a day. Possibly three times. (A lobster frittata for breakfast? Sure! A lobster roll for lunch? Yes, please! Grilled lobster for dinner? Why, thank you!)

Because, I never met a lobster I didn't like.  

But, I'm not sure they like me. Especially the one I murdered two years ago.  (C'est la vie.)

Anyway, have a great Fourth of July -- and we'll talk soon.  


P.S. I'm looking for this tank top while we're there.