1. I love the smell of burning cow dung. I really, really do. Every time I whizz by it and smell it, I think aaaaahhhhh (a long sigh, not a scream) and then I think, that's India.
2. If one more person that I've only known for two minutes castigates me for homeschooling my children and harangues me about their socialization (and I mean harangue, not express interest, or gently debate) I'm going to jab them in the chin with a fork and say "How's that for socialization?"
There are limits.