(This is some random guys instagram picture. If I had an i-phone I would have a picture of myself--but unless one of my lovely readers buys me one, you get to look at some stranger's man-hands)
Have you guys had a 7-11 slurpee recently? It's been yeeeeeaaaaaarrrrrrsssssss for me, but recently I decided to do a drive-by (oh yes I DID just get all gangsta on you) and get my kiddo this delicious treat. It was blue and cold and tangy and invigorating and oh-glorious-goodness it was mighty fine.
In other news, I have been contemplating that this summer Rowdy and I will have been married for TWELVE years and that kinda makes me weirded out because it kinda makes me feel old. It's a horrible way to look at it, so instead I have decided to approach the large number by calling it a DOZEN. Doesn't that just seem so much more romantic?