About nothing in particular....so here are a few shots of how J and I spent our Friday night.
First, she decided to get fancy. Or as I like to call it, "dress like a crazy person." Then she loaded up two stuffed puppies and a doll into a stroller and we went to get some pizza. Because that makes sense. I took one look at the stroller and said "are you really taking all that crap?" When we got to the restaurant J looked at me and said "I need a place to park all this crap." Nice. After pizza, we went to the park. To do the following:
Walk the dog:
Then do alittle "parenting" by pushing the doll in a swing:
Still more parenting tasks, such as picking up the child after it falls off the swing and crashes to the ground (note to those that recently because parents, ahem, bizarley and THC, this is not what to do with your new baby on the playground):
Step one - baby in treacherous position:
Step two - when baby falls, check in on it:
Then we went inside and J decided to be a vet for awhile. But notice she would not put down her "pocketbook."
All in all not a bad Friday night even though I am now sitting alone, AGAIN. Only if I never put on this dumb ass movie.
2 comments:
I think I've read this post about 5 times already. HILARIOUS! She might actually be a female Jerry Seinfeld when she grows up. I love that poor little dog being dragged on the turf, and the "parking all this crap" comments. Just too much, per usual.
Yeah, well, can you imagine seeing New Moon on OPENING NIGHT never having read a single Twilight book? There was lots of shrieking and screaming every time that wolf guy took his shirt off - which was like every 3 minutes. I mean, that guy puts THC to shame.
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