Olé!

I’m going to Spain later in the year with friends. Very exciting. I’m going to have to polish up my Spanish. It’s been years since I did evening classes at the local high school. I figured out this morning how to say “I speak chicken” though, which I’m sure my daughters will consider a useful phrase – I’m well known in the family for my love of our feathered friends. So no hablo espagnol pero hablo pollo.