Jubalina

I am laughing just thinking about it.... Rick has given me so many jewels to add to this blog lately it's astounding. I mean he obviously does this enough to warrant my idea for the blog, but upon starting it I began to wonder if I could keep it going. My only challenge is remembering what he said; if I don't immediately get it in writing it is gone!!! Never fear though, I am now writing them in a memo on my phone, or on a receipt, or any piece of paper lying around the second it happens. There's one or two I thought for sure I would remember but my aging mom brain failed me! The funniest part is seeing his face as he realizes what's just happened... Here's how it goes: Tonight I was making dinner and midway through he was trying to pawn the baby off on me, and I told him I was busy making dinner and if he wanted me to take him he was going to have to finish. He takes the baby back and watches as I stir the food and put the lid back on and reset the timer. He excitedly asks me "oh you're making jaba, ju-jubalina?" I heard him but just to be sure I usually ask him to repeat what he said and he says "that's what it is right jubalina?" all excited and slightly proud of himself for knowing, he proceeds to read the box which is just dirty brown rice (I add stuff to it to make my own). I am rushing to write it down on a piece of paper while asking him what that was one more time, then look up to see him with that look of being busted with a tinge of amusement. He asks me well then what is it, and I tell him. As usual his response is "that's what I said." Although several more times that night he called it jubalina.

The real word: Jambalaya