It's time I admit something to you ...
I've become a Dancing With The Stars lover.
The SHAME!
I don't know why really, I don't even like dancing. I mean, I'd rather go to the dentist that be caught dead dancing in public myself. I'm all awkward and white girl-ish at it. Just not in my genes, I guess.
So I think my fascination with DWTS is really attributed to these two simple facts:
ONE: There's absolutely nothing on television on Tuesday nights. I'm not a Lost fan. Nor a fan of Glee and all the singing and such that happens there. And I gave up on American Idol a few years ago. So it's either channel surfing and watching crime dramas piled up in the DVR or get into a new, happy show with lots of shiny costumes and smiling people.
TWO: Also, there's this:
I'm secretly a Kate Gosselin fan. I mean, I just can't explain it. I am totally in awe of her life. Not in a "I want to be her" way ... more, how does she do it with all those cute little kids and a pesty immature ex-husband. I may be alone on this one, and I get that she annoys most people, but I respect her for working what she's got - writing books, doing the show ... things that sustain the lifestyle her kids are used to living.
And so, there you have it. Weakness revealed!
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Monday, April 12, 2010
7 quick takes: Not so boring weekend
For not having much planned this weekend, Andi and I kept pretty busy. Here's 7 quick takes of our "not so boring" weekend.
ONE: I met Andi at his office on Friday after work so we could drive to happy hour together. Andi's friend Joe got a new job so he was hosting a 'last day of the job I hated' party at Brit's Pub in downtown Minneapolis. I might have told you this before ... I absolutely hate driving in downtown Minneapolis so to avoid an all-out panic attack, Andi and I met first, left my car at his office and drove together. Side note: this is one thing I love about my husband. While he realizes that leaving my car at his office and then having to go get it at some point during the weekend will surely be a pain in the ass, he simply agrees and lets me do it anyway. So, we went to happy hour and had a fun time. As I said in the post before, I was the only girl there and I always have so much fun in those situations. Listening to boys 'gossip' is funny.
On Saturday morning, I got an email from one of Andi's friends who also works at Andi's office. He happened to notice a giant bulge coming out of the side of my front passenger wheel (keep in mind, my car was still parked in Andi's office parking lot at this point). The email said something to the effect of "giant bulge coming out of your tire....very unsafe to drive on ... you should get you car checked out immediately ... should be covered under your lease / car's warranty."
TWO: On Saturday, we went waaay up to the Northern 'burbs to see our friends Rick, Shelley and their new baby Paige. What a little cutie. How quickly you forget just how itsy bitsy newborns are. My favorite part of our visit: when I came up from downstairs and saw Andi holding her, looking all loving with her tiny little hands and her pretty pink blanket. "Looks good on ya," I said. He smiled and handed the baby to me. Shucks. No baby for us ... yet.
THREE: Saturday night we had 2 birthday parties to attend: a suprise party for Andi's uncle Greg and another other for Andi's friend Kevin. We had a great time at both; TONS of yummy food and lots of catching up with the family and friends. A few pics from Greg's 50th:
After's Greg's party, we hopped over to St. Louis Park to celebrate Kevin's birthday. Andi brought Kevin a gigantic bottle of Jagermeister for his birthday so we had a few Red Bull Jager shots and had fun catching up with Kevin and Kendall.
FOUR: Yesterday (Sunday) was a gorgeous, sunny day in St. Paul. After church, Andi and I picked up Chloe and headed to Fort Snelling State Park which is about a 10 minute drive from our house. We'd never been there before - a huge park with lots of walking trails, a beach (wha? in Minnesota! Ok, it's on the river and well, who the hell would want to swim in the Mississippi ... but it's still a beach) and a cute little tabernacle with picnic tables, a playground, etc. Just a few weeks earlier, most of this area was underwater when the Mississippi was floading in areas of St. Paul. Parts were a little muddy and a little swampy smelling but overall a really great park area.
So we walked around the trails for an hour or so and Chloe was so happy to be outside. At one point, she started rolling in the mud like a little piggy. I'd never seen her do that before! She was covered in mud and dirt ... but I let her play and gave her a pretty thorough bath when we got home.
We went to pickup my car after the park and I felt a little embarrassed - like one of the parents with super dirty, dishelved kids. "Don't judge, people! She usually all clean and pretty!"
FIVE: I used my new lawn blower on Sunday. Last year, I threw a pretty gigantic fit when this thing showed up from Amazon on my doorstep in oh, like October (read: October = snow in Minnesota). I told Andi he had a serious addiction to spending and he needed to stop throwing money away on crap like lawn blowers. (For those of you who haven't seen our yard, it's about the size of a kiddle swimming pool. You could likely give it a big pheeew and blow about the leaves from our yard). What's more, Andi doesn't do the yard work - I do - so had no idea why he thought we needed one. But, complaining aside and six months later, we have a new lawn blower so I was determined to test it out. I assembled the blower all by myself the last week and was very proud of myself in doing so. And yesterday, I gave our yard a good blow, er uh, suck actually.
SIX: Last week I made the Pioneer Woman's Baked Lemon Pasta. It was delicous and really easy to make. After dinner, Andi and I made a few cocktails and headed on a long walk to Lindsay's house to visit her and her new boyfriend Chad. About half way there (she lives a couple miles away) my stomach started to gurgle and something just didn't feel right. Which, by the way, almost never happens to me w/o the assistance of 17 glasses of prune juice. The farther we walked, the more I thought I was literally going to die. At one point, I gripped Andi's shoulder with panic - we were smack dab in the middle of residential neighborhoods and not anywhere near a bathroom. We finally made it to Lindsay's and I bee-lined into the bathroom where I stayed for much of our visit. Poor Chad - I'm a wee bit embarrassed to see him at the next family function. I imagine our greeting will be something like "Hi, nice to see you again. Sorry the second time I met you I spent most of the time in your girlfriend's bathroom. It, ur, must have been the Baked Lemon Pasta."
Was it really the Baked Lemon Pasta? I can't be sure. Maybe I'd recommend going light on the heavy cream or advise against taking a long walk afterwards. :)
SEVEN: Just in time for summer, I have a tasty new cocktail to share with you: The Cucumber Martini. It's probably nothing new, but it's new to me and very refreshing. Here's how to make it:
What You'll Need:
2 martini glasses
1 cucumber
Hendrick's Gin (or similar)
1. Take 2 martini glasses and fill with ice water. Chill by setting aside
2. Add 4oz. of gin to a shaker and fill with ice. Allow to chill for 30 sec. or so
3. Dump ice water currently in martini glasses in sink
4. Pour (booze, without ice) into each martini glass, 2 oz. each
5. Slice cucumber and place a few slices in each glass
Toast with your honey and enjoy!
ONE: I met Andi at his office on Friday after work so we could drive to happy hour together. Andi's friend Joe got a new job so he was hosting a 'last day of the job I hated' party at Brit's Pub in downtown Minneapolis. I might have told you this before ... I absolutely hate driving in downtown Minneapolis so to avoid an all-out panic attack, Andi and I met first, left my car at his office and drove together. Side note: this is one thing I love about my husband. While he realizes that leaving my car at his office and then having to go get it at some point during the weekend will surely be a pain in the ass, he simply agrees and lets me do it anyway. So, we went to happy hour and had a fun time. As I said in the post before, I was the only girl there and I always have so much fun in those situations. Listening to boys 'gossip' is funny.
On Saturday morning, I got an email from one of Andi's friends who also works at Andi's office. He happened to notice a giant bulge coming out of the side of my front passenger wheel (keep in mind, my car was still parked in Andi's office parking lot at this point). The email said something to the effect of "giant bulge coming out of your tire....very unsafe to drive on ... you should get you car checked out immediately ... should be covered under your lease / car's warranty."
I read the email to Andi in near tears. I can't stand ABSOLUTELY DESPISE calling to question and/or make appointments for stuff like cars and loans and financial stuff. It's not that I can't do it; more that I don't know what to say, nor who to talk to and it makes me feel all stupid and girly. Side note: one of my favorite things about being married is that all responsibilities such as these, in my opinion, have now shifted to Andi. He, however, would disagree. So, I begged and pleaded for Andi to please, please, please call the dealership and make an appointment to get it fixed. In fact, in the heat of the moment I may have said something along the lines of "I'll do whatever you say for a WHOLE WEEK if you just take care of it for me, puuulease!" And so he did. $162 dollars later, I have a brand new tire. Which, by the way, was covered neither by my VW lease nor the car's warranty. Apparently tires are not covered by such policies. And so, friends, do tell me again ... what's the point of having a new car under lease with a 5-year warranty?? Damn you, fine print.
TWO: On Saturday, we went waaay up to the Northern 'burbs to see our friends Rick, Shelley and their new baby Paige. What a little cutie. How quickly you forget just how itsy bitsy newborns are. My favorite part of our visit: when I came up from downstairs and saw Andi holding her, looking all loving with her tiny little hands and her pretty pink blanket. "Looks good on ya," I said. He smiled and handed the baby to me. Shucks. No baby for us ... yet.
THREE: Saturday night we had 2 birthday parties to attend: a suprise party for Andi's uncle Greg and another other for Andi's friend Kevin. We had a great time at both; TONS of yummy food and lots of catching up with the family and friends. A few pics from Greg's 50th:
The "big event" planners ...
Andi's Mom Janie and Aunts Judy and Barb
Andi's Mom Janie and Aunts Judy and Barb
The Big Birthday Boy
(Greg said he felt like a little kid blowing out his candles)
Our family
Lindsay, Janie, Jim, Andi and I
After's Greg's party, we hopped over to St. Louis Park to celebrate Kevin's birthday. Andi brought Kevin a gigantic bottle of Jagermeister for his birthday so we had a few Red Bull Jager shots and had fun catching up with Kevin and Kendall.
FOUR: Yesterday (Sunday) was a gorgeous, sunny day in St. Paul. After church, Andi and I picked up Chloe and headed to Fort Snelling State Park which is about a 10 minute drive from our house. We'd never been there before - a huge park with lots of walking trails, a beach (wha? in Minnesota! Ok, it's on the river and well, who the hell would want to swim in the Mississippi ... but it's still a beach) and a cute little tabernacle with picnic tables, a playground, etc. Just a few weeks earlier, most of this area was underwater when the Mississippi was floading in areas of St. Paul. Parts were a little muddy and a little swampy smelling but overall a really great park area.
So we walked around the trails for an hour or so and Chloe was so happy to be outside. At one point, she started rolling in the mud like a little piggy. I'd never seen her do that before! She was covered in mud and dirt ... but I let her play and gave her a pretty thorough bath when we got home.
Chloe rolling in the mud
My little muddy puppy
We went to pickup my car after the park and I felt a little embarrassed - like one of the parents with super dirty, dishelved kids. "Don't judge, people! She usually all clean and pretty!"
FIVE: I used my new lawn blower on Sunday. Last year, I threw a pretty gigantic fit when this thing showed up from Amazon on my doorstep in oh, like October (read: October = snow in Minnesota). I told Andi he had a serious addiction to spending and he needed to stop throwing money away on crap like lawn blowers. (For those of you who haven't seen our yard, it's about the size of a kiddle swimming pool. You could likely give it a big pheeew and blow about the leaves from our yard). What's more, Andi doesn't do the yard work - I do - so had no idea why he thought we needed one. But, complaining aside and six months later, we have a new lawn blower so I was determined to test it out. I assembled the blower all by myself the last week and was very proud of myself in doing so. And yesterday, I gave our yard a good blow, er uh, suck actually.
I have to admit, the lawn blower/sucker is actually pretty awesome. It mulched up all the leaves into teeny, tiny pieces. Just don't tell Andi I said so. :)
Also, my spring flowers are finally blooming!
SIX: Last week I made the Pioneer Woman's Baked Lemon Pasta. It was delicous and really easy to make. After dinner, Andi and I made a few cocktails and headed on a long walk to Lindsay's house to visit her and her new boyfriend Chad. About half way there (she lives a couple miles away) my stomach started to gurgle and something just didn't feel right. Which, by the way, almost never happens to me w/o the assistance of 17 glasses of prune juice. The farther we walked, the more I thought I was literally going to die. At one point, I gripped Andi's shoulder with panic - we were smack dab in the middle of residential neighborhoods and not anywhere near a bathroom. We finally made it to Lindsay's and I bee-lined into the bathroom where I stayed for much of our visit. Poor Chad - I'm a wee bit embarrassed to see him at the next family function. I imagine our greeting will be something like "Hi, nice to see you again. Sorry the second time I met you I spent most of the time in your girlfriend's bathroom. It, ur, must have been the Baked Lemon Pasta."
Was it really the Baked Lemon Pasta? I can't be sure. Maybe I'd recommend going light on the heavy cream or advise against taking a long walk afterwards. :)
SEVEN: Just in time for summer, I have a tasty new cocktail to share with you: The Cucumber Martini. It's probably nothing new, but it's new to me and very refreshing. Here's how to make it:
What You'll Need:
2 martini glasses
1 cucumber
Hendrick's Gin (or similar)
1. Take 2 martini glasses and fill with ice water. Chill by setting aside
2. Add 4oz. of gin to a shaker and fill with ice. Allow to chill for 30 sec. or so
3. Dump ice water currently in martini glasses in sink
4. Pour (booze, without ice) into each martini glass, 2 oz. each
5. Slice cucumber and place a few slices in each glass
Toast with your honey and enjoy!
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Lessons of Marriage
Marriage is a funny thing. As much as you think you know exactly what it'll be like, how much you envision the way you'll grow together, it's different and better and harder all at the same time.
This month, it'll be nine months since Andi and I got married. I'm learning everyday that being married is one of the most challenging and rewarding experiences of my life. Lately, I find my husband more sexy and smarter and funnier than ever before. I'm amazed how commanding and strategic he is when running his business. And at home, he's still the same simple man I've always known. We go to bed early. Take Chloe for walks around the neighborhood. Spend time at the lake in the summertime.
But there's also been times over the last 265ish days I've felt unsteady and chlosterphobic. Just as the other married people in the world tell you, marriage (especially the first year) is hard and takes work. For me, it's mostly coming to terms with being a couple - realizing it's not about me anymore. This is our life now. Not that we weren't a couple the 3 1/2 years we dated, it's just different now, you know? Being married is becoming more second-nature. The other night as I was doing laundry I had a great feeling of comfort wash over me. This is my life. I'm happy. I'm lucky to have such a wonderful husband to build my life with. Grow our life together.
Last night we went to happy hour with a few of Andi's friends. For various reasons, the other wives and girlfriends weren't able to make it so I was the only girl at a table full of boys. You know how guys are, they talk about beer drinking and work stories and the way their girlfriends/wives are. A friend of our friend said something like "my wife is a list-maker. She plans our life down to the minute." Andi's friend Nick told us about doing all the grocery shopping the last few months as his wife has been on pregnancy bed rest. He was telling us about couponing and shopping at different grocery stores for all the best specials. Something I'm gathering Nick didn't know much about until Julie was unable. Andi and I just smiled. "You don't have it so bad." I whispered to Andi. "No," he said, "I'm pretty lucky."
This month, it'll be nine months since Andi and I got married. I'm learning everyday that being married is one of the most challenging and rewarding experiences of my life. Lately, I find my husband more sexy and smarter and funnier than ever before. I'm amazed how commanding and strategic he is when running his business. And at home, he's still the same simple man I've always known. We go to bed early. Take Chloe for walks around the neighborhood. Spend time at the lake in the summertime.
But there's also been times over the last 265ish days I've felt unsteady and chlosterphobic. Just as the other married people in the world tell you, marriage (especially the first year) is hard and takes work. For me, it's mostly coming to terms with being a couple - realizing it's not about me anymore. This is our life now. Not that we weren't a couple the 3 1/2 years we dated, it's just different now, you know? Being married is becoming more second-nature. The other night as I was doing laundry I had a great feeling of comfort wash over me. This is my life. I'm happy. I'm lucky to have such a wonderful husband to build my life with. Grow our life together.
Last night we went to happy hour with a few of Andi's friends. For various reasons, the other wives and girlfriends weren't able to make it so I was the only girl at a table full of boys. You know how guys are, they talk about beer drinking and work stories and the way their girlfriends/wives are. A friend of our friend said something like "my wife is a list-maker. She plans our life down to the minute." Andi's friend Nick told us about doing all the grocery shopping the last few months as his wife has been on pregnancy bed rest. He was telling us about couponing and shopping at different grocery stores for all the best specials. Something I'm gathering Nick didn't know much about until Julie was unable. Andi and I just smiled. "You don't have it so bad." I whispered to Andi. "No," he said, "I'm pretty lucky."
Friday, April 9, 2010
Recipe for Weekend Fun
It's hard to believe they still exist but by george, we've got one! A weekend with no real plans, that is.
I think Andi and I will try to cook up a fabulous, relaxing weekend for ourselves...
Recipe for Weekend Fun
I think Andi and I will try to cook up a fabulous, relaxing weekend for ourselves...
Recipe for Weekend Fun
- Consume 1 margarita at 6pm Friday night happy hour
- Peruse the appetizer menu for some tasty bar food
- Eat some yummy nachos dripping with Ranch dressing, or maybe some creamy Spin Dip
- Wash it all down with a second margarita
- Go home, chill on the couch with my lovely husband
- Rise at 9AM, throw on some shoes and grab the dog's leash
- Take a leasurely stroll around the neighborhood with Husband and little pooch, stopping for coffee along the way
- Tear open the just-arrived UPS package with my new cute shoes
- Model them around the house and pick out a cute outfit for Saturday night
- Head to Target for some last minute "necessities"
- Cruise up to the Northern 'burbs to visit my friend Shelley and new baby Paige
- Drive home, change and head out to a few birthday celebrations around town
- Open a bottle of wine while mingling with family and friends
- Pour another glass ...
- Cruise downtown for the evening's second birthday celebration
- Another glass of wine? I think so
- Come home, snuggle with my husband
- Wake up at 8:30AM, get showered and dressed
- Go to church and belt out all my favorite songs
- Break out the patio cushions and grill out in the backyard
- Kick my feet up and read a magazine
- Take the dog for another walk just for fun
- Watch some good Sunday night tv
- Snuggle in with the hubby and relax
- Breathe in, breathe out.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
The world's worst marketing name might just be the coolest little device ever
You won't be suprised when I tell you my husband bought the latest and greatest electronic toy: an Apple iPad tablet.
And while I'm usually the first to bock about his sometimes excessive expendatures, I must first tell you he followed the rules this time by a) telling me about it first and b) buying it with his work account (which means it doesn't affect my bank account and well, that's usually good enough for me).
With that being said, Andi brought home his new little gadget last night and I must say - wow, it's really cool. I think I might need one.
I've heard a few people ask "what's the point?" and I didn't really get it either until I played around with one. It's really amazing! Perfect for anyone who does soft computer work like emails, Facebook and searching the web. Traveling with a iPad would be great for reading books (just like the Kindle) but better for all the internet capabilities. Plus it's got a fabulous crisp, clear picture for showing/viewing movies, photos, etc. I think the only thing it wouldn't be ideal for is typing up a Word doc.
So, the only real question is: When will my husband grow bored of his new toy, move onto the soemthing new and retire this cool, little toy to me? Taking bets .... NOW.
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Easter in Nebraska
Easter is one of my favorite holidays. Of course, it's a reason to celebrate the sacrifice Jesus made for all of us but also because it's finally spring. The air is crisp and fresh and flowers are starting to bloom. It's a time for rebirth and excitement all around.
As I said to Andi on Easter morning, "Jesus has risen! Have you heard?" He sleepily replied, "Yeah, I got the text." :) What a cute jokester of a husband I have!
This Easter, Andi and I drove back to Nebraska to celebrate with my family. We had such a fun, relaxing trip - the weather was perfect on the drive to and from my parent's house which makes all the difference in stress levels making the 7 hour drive South. Also, Andi was able to take off work a little early on Friday and go into work late on Monday so we were able to spend 3 full nights at my parent's. Being able to stay for an extended weekend makes the drive much more manageable. Plus, I got to spend all of Easter Day with my family.
Friday night, we arrived into town about 9pm. My sister Ashley and niece Brooke were over at my parents house and we stayed up late talking and playing. I gave Brookie her Easter basket from Andi and I - told her the Minnesota Easter Bunny came early and wanted her to have it right then (because I can never wait to give her gifts). She was so excited as she pulled out all the presents - new training pants, a coloring book and new crayons, sidewalk chalk, Play-doh, a pinwheel and a Barbie kite. My sister wasn't too excited about the Play-doh - apparently she doesn't allow it at her house (oops!) but isn't that what aunties are for? My mom let us open it anyway and Brookie and I played Play-doh well into the night. She loved it ... and it just melted my heart. What a big girl she's becomming!
Saturday morning, Ashley and Brookie came back over to my parents house bright and early. We ran a few errands around town, then came back and played outside with some of Brooke's new toys. We played bubbles in the backyard.
Then my parents, sister and Andi came outside and we all colored with sidewalk chalk in the driveway.
Next we broke out the Barbie kite. I told you here how I feel about kites and Easter. For us growing up, it was just as much part of our Easter weekend as hunting Easter eggs. I have many fun memories of flying kites with our cousins and I really wanted Brookie to share in our tradition. Fortunately it was pretty windy on Saturday so we were able to get the Barbie kite off the ground.
Unfortunately, it was really windy and the kite didn't make it much past 30 minutes! At one point, it was stuck in this weird wind vortex beside my parent's house and my sister tried to go get it. We died laughing watching the kite dive-bomb her head!
As I said to Andi on Easter morning, "Jesus has risen! Have you heard?" He sleepily replied, "Yeah, I got the text." :) What a cute jokester of a husband I have!
This Easter, Andi and I drove back to Nebraska to celebrate with my family. We had such a fun, relaxing trip - the weather was perfect on the drive to and from my parent's house which makes all the difference in stress levels making the 7 hour drive South. Also, Andi was able to take off work a little early on Friday and go into work late on Monday so we were able to spend 3 full nights at my parent's. Being able to stay for an extended weekend makes the drive much more manageable. Plus, I got to spend all of Easter Day with my family.
Friday night, we arrived into town about 9pm. My sister Ashley and niece Brooke were over at my parents house and we stayed up late talking and playing. I gave Brookie her Easter basket from Andi and I - told her the Minnesota Easter Bunny came early and wanted her to have it right then (because I can never wait to give her gifts). She was so excited as she pulled out all the presents - new training pants, a coloring book and new crayons, sidewalk chalk, Play-doh, a pinwheel and a Barbie kite. My sister wasn't too excited about the Play-doh - apparently she doesn't allow it at her house (oops!) but isn't that what aunties are for? My mom let us open it anyway and Brookie and I played Play-doh well into the night. She loved it ... and it just melted my heart. What a big girl she's becomming!
"Yook at the Pla-Doh on my nose!" she said
Saturday morning, Ashley and Brookie came back over to my parents house bright and early. We ran a few errands around town, then came back and played outside with some of Brooke's new toys. We played bubbles in the backyard.
My mom and Brookie played Hopscotch and she counted 1, 2, 3 ... she had the best time playing outside!
Next we broke out the Barbie kite. I told you here how I feel about kites and Easter. For us growing up, it was just as much part of our Easter weekend as hunting Easter eggs. I have many fun memories of flying kites with our cousins and I really wanted Brookie to share in our tradition. Fortunately it was pretty windy on Saturday so we were able to get the Barbie kite off the ground.
Easter Sunday, we went to church followed by my Aunt Cheri and Uncle Norm's house for lunch. This year, we were missing my sister's boyfriend Jason (who was at military training) and my cousin Jen and her husband Zach (they went to his family's for Easter) so it was a little quieter than usual. Nevertheless, we had a fun day! Norm grilled burgers and hot dogs for lunch and we all played outside with Brookie on the gorgeous afternoon. This was the first year we could really do an Easter egg hunt - last year we tried, but Brookie was just too little to understand what to do. This year, we told her to close her eyes and start counting and we'd hide the eggs. "One, Too, Free, For" she said ....
Everytime I go home (which is usually every 4-5 months) Brooke changes so much. It's fun to see her grow and develop her little personality. When we were back at Christmas time, she was starting to form sentences but you couldn't really understand much of what she was saying. Now, a few months later, she talks so much! One thing I thought was so funny during Easter weekend was her "short term memory loss." Of course being Easter there were jelly beans on the tabletops, in Brookie's Easter basket, etc. So Brooke would eat some and then spit it out (all chewed up and slobbery) and say "I don't like that." But then 20 minutes later, she's eat some more and spit them out all over again. We kept telling her not to eat any more jelly beans but she just couldn't remember she didn't like them!
My Aunt Cheri has a big hill in her backyard and my brother taught her how to roll down like an Easter egg. She had fun doing that for a while ... and then was full of grass stains afterwards.
Finally, a group photo. My family :)
Thanks to my husband and his new fancy camera, there's tons more photos on Andi's Picasa page if you're interested in checking them out!
Thursday, April 1, 2010
OK, so apparently other people don't drink while walking their pets
Who knew? Andi and I didn't realize we were so, uh, unique until I posted the other day about taking roadies on walks with Chloe. I guess it never really occured to me until my friend Laura mentioned it this afternoon and then later, when we were walking in the neighborhood a lady stopped and asked us "are you drinking right now?" Why yes, yes we are. Thankyouverymuch.
But walks are just so much more fun with booze ...
...and a little interesting ....
...and not at all exercise-related due to the alcohol haze ...
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