The Ninja Princessa is a vegetarian. Steadfast and true. (Though not preachy! She had to agree not to try to convert anyone else as one of several conditions for letting her take complete charge of her nutrition at age 12.) But she is passionate. Ethical and humane treatment of animals is one of many causes close to her heart. So having four carnivorous brothers is somewhat of a trial. Especially when one of them (Bug) works hard to live up to his moniker by coming home wearing this:
Yep. I'm thinking the boy has stepped out from under the umbrella of the No Preaching Zone. I think I'm gonna let her have at him. This should be fun. Peace.
***Edited to add:
More parental cackling:
Bug was all woeful in the kitchen talking about how OLD he was getting. How TIRED he felt working 9 (whole) hours in one day - programming his little heart out after a late night spent drinking too much and sleeping too little. (<--I think that was the last part. I wasn't able to hear it clearly over Linus' guffaw. Linus, mind you, had just flown to a trade show, worked two 18 hour days, and flown home just in time to jump on a two hour conference call. While Bet and I haven't been *quite* as busy - we have both been working pretty non-stop and training and having our share of nights out to boot. That we all laughed instead of lecturing or taking offense was restraint I believe. Or maybe it was senility. I don't remember. I'm just sooo OLD.)
