|Anything you photograph in our house is fair game for rabbit ears. 2 liters of Dr. Pepper are no exception.|
|I can't tell if they're open. Maybe we should drive up to the door and read the hours.|
7. Practiced kung fu in the Home Depot. He's spinning a nice solid metal pipe. No chance of an emergency room trip coming out of that. No, sir.
7. Hosted our own Turkey Trot 1K back in November. The concept was to do it on Thanksgiving morming. My husband was bitter after last year's Turkey Trot that we paid actual money to do but we didn't even get a water bottle at the end. My husband's theory being water is a given and if you don't have it when we get to the finish line, you can shove your free banana and yogurt where the sun don't shine. I tend to agree. We decided to just hit the park by our house that morning for a low key extravaganza that would not require finding a parking spot or cursing about lack of water. Then we mysteriously ended up doing it 2 days after Thanksgiving. And then we decided we should definitely have our own bibs to wear. And then we had no pins so we just duct taped the hell out of them to people's chests. Classy and wacky. Perfect.
|Everyone is smiling because we are not yet in the park with people staring at us.|
My son gave everyone a cool nickname on their bib, too. And by cool, I mean my son decided everyone would be a dinosaur. Except him. He got to be King Kong. Who knows. People in the park stared at us a bit and my husband couldn't wait to go home. All in all a successful Clampett outing.
|The Honey Wheat-asaurus.|