13 posts tagged “alain”
Ignore this photo.
In absentia: Dad-- he opted to take an actual bed as opposed to a portion of the living room floor.
Better viewed in large format.
We had an hour or so with Brooke while Amanda and Steve stepped out for a few things for supper. We did a ton of fun things that little people like to do-- such as being catapulted off of the yellow slide, walk around the house a total of 2.5 times, and then fill a pail with gravel to then consequently dump it on the grass.
What a sweetheart.
Mm. I dunno.
Mad about something, maybe?-- or maybe I just saw a mouse.
Let's discuss my sideburns.
Let's discuss how I decided they looked like two big bushes on the side of my face, and then consequently shaving them entirely too short-- further forcing me to shave the rest of my head in order to balance out the hair/sideburn ratio.
Let's also discuss that this happened 10 minutes before work, leaving me no choice but to leave the house with itchy hair remnants dusted all over myself. I naturally had to come back home on my lunch break for a midday shower, and total costume change.
Let's finally conclude our captivating conversation by recognizing that this story wasn't as interesting as I had originally thought-- and try to move on unscathed.
Hopefully you can see that I am reading. What you can't see, however, is that I'm reading the 8th season of Buffy the Vampire Slayer recently released in comic book form-- fully and completely confirming my unequivocal dorkness.
But you can't see what I'm reading, can you?
Good. Because I'm reading something completely different. Really.
What? I'm comfortable with my coolness.
On the way back from the gym, I try to understand this whole concept of running for 30 minutes on a stationary machine towards a wall of television sets broadcasting Oprah, Dr. Phil, Avril Lavigne or Anne Nicole Smith's funeral. I try to wrap my head around it, but I can't-- much less why we even pay for such a privilege.
Finally finished my book.
So I'm a slow reader.
Bread, floors, dishes, laundry and gym are done for the day.
So equipped with nothing more than a dark washroom, my camera and the extremely creepy Santa-- I distract myself from what would have been an extremely boring day.
