I can’t think of anything to write about today, so please enjoy this photo of my grandma and a hallowed out lobster carcass.
…and yes, she’s wearing her napkin as a bib. She wouldn’t want anything to get on her fancy JC Penny blouse adorned with rhinestones, now would she?
This sign is up all over my neighborhood.
The cold truth is little Billy, if I find your snake while I’m out walking my dog and baby, I will either throw my shoe at it, while keeping my eyes firmly shut, or run home as fast as I can and lock the door, because snakes are smart, and can probably work a door knob.
There’s this website that takes the photos of the mother, father, and baby, and then tells you who your baby more closely resembles.
Before I reveal the outcome of the results, I must tell you that I am naturally a very competitive person. I enjoy feeling triumphant and victorious, and the thought that I am more superior in all ways occasionally finds its way into my mind. Needless to say, there was a lot riding on the results.
So, I submitted this picture of Pat and me:
and this picture of Berlyn:
The website did this neat-o scanning thing, and I felt like I was uploading Top Secret documents for the FBI.
The results were: (Drum roll please.) Berlyn looks 13% more like HER FATHER!!
So, if you want to make my day, casually let me know that Berlyn has my tenacity, passion, or amazing fashion sense.
We went to the beach this weekend, for two reasons: 1, it was bloody-hot, and 2, I got a new bathing suit. But really, if we’re being honest…the main reason we went to the beach was because I got a new bathing suit.
Yesterday Jenielle and I did a backyard photo shoot with our girls–because what’s more fun than dressing our babies up and putting them in front of the camera?
We braved the cold, and headed to the beach yesterday, it was a balmy 64 degrees, and my drippy boogers were making icicles. We walked around Main Street in Huntington.
All I could ever ask for on our anniversary is more love and kisses, but things that come in a Chloe bag never hurt…
Berlyn es siempre hacia abajo para comprar las cosas que cuestan 99 centavos
(Berlyn is always down to buy stuff that cost 99 cents)
ummm, pieces of smoked musseles…
Friday night I went up to West Hollywood to celebrate Melinda’s day of birth with some of her amazing girlfriends.
I brought Sprinkles Cupcakes for dessert.
Saturday was such a beautiful day, we decided to have a picnic at the beach.