First, I was hit on by the dude next to me, Chad from downtown Minneapolis, on the plane. Chad insisted I'm 10 years younger than I am. Score.
He did not score.
Bummer for you, Chad, but you were quite charming and I am thoroughly amused.
And then I found THIS in Skymall, and all conversation ended, because I can't NOT MAKE INAPPROPRIATE COMMENTS.
|ADULT PLUSH BALLS. |
What the fuck else can possibly be said about this?
Yeah, you can see why Chad stopped talking to me. I'm a whole new level of crazypants, and maybe it's better not to get in them, dude.
So...then I spent the weekend at my Grandma's house outside of Duluth. Everyone in Houston was bitching and freaking out about 40 degree weather (OH MY GOD IT'S THE APOCALYPSE! WEAR YOUR PARKAS!!). This is what I woke up to (along with -10 degree temps) Saturday:
|Ignore the rocking horse and focus on the FROSTED WINDOW. |
Yeah. I was cold.
|Well, Helloooooo Winter, you not-yet-welcome Fall party crasher.|
And then, I got to see the kiddos.
Han was moving too damn fast for me to get a good pic, but I did spend some time working with Evil. She was somewhat unimpressed with me.
|"Mother, get this thing off my head IMMEDIATELY."|
I saw and spent seriously excellent time with some of my favorite people (but not all...I WILL rectify that on the next trip). People I love deeply and dearly, and whom I miss terribly and think about daily.
Y'all know who you are, dontcha? Sure ya do.
We'll be back up at Christmas...and THAT trip won't be a super secret surprise for anyone...so I'll set up a plan to hang, peeps.
In the meantime, someone buy me the adult plush unicorn balls!!