I’ll give y’all a choice:
Do you want to hear about our date night on Friday, or seeing Madagascar with the boys on Saturday?
Sadly, not much else from the weekend is particularly post-worthy. I mean, it is, to masochists like me that like to rehash every. little. thing. but to most everyone else? Not so much.
I await your wisdom, internets…
…that I allegedly said the following at the pool yesterday:
“If you pull your pants down one more time, you’re gonna have to wear a suit like your sisters.”
Not just one-piece. Pink, glittery one-piece. That says “Barbie” in a big heart on the front.
The past 48 hours have been so full of ups and downs I’ve been reaching for dramamine.
It would be great if we could sell tickets. Or, maybe not.