To start, I would like to acknowledge the fact that no one said cute things about my baby fetus. I was expecting some type of confirmation that the little tomato really is adorable or really does look like a robot from the future.
I was let down, to say the least.
Maybe you guys are just burned out on the little dude. Perhaps you need a break from insatiable appetite, constipation, weight gain, and medical history packets that take four hours to fill out.
Fine, I get it.
Here are some dumb pictures for you:
A rose that Hubscriminal illegally picked for me on his way home from school.
City Scape and Jimmy John's on a beautiful, Spring afternoon.
Dunkin Donuts, my new scapegoat.
Shopping at Forever 21... is slightly different now.
My only February activity.
A cupcake that a strange man gave to me for posing in a picture with him.
Cream cheese, onions, and herbs stuffed in a chicken breast and wrapped in bacon.
Handsome man enjoying a Krabby Patty.
The homestead of Joseph the (Old) Lady Killer.
Husband, about to enjoy a Junkyard Dog, with a cool Papa in the background.
I love all of these photos, and can't help but laugh at the fact that you ate a cupcake that a man that you willingly describe as strange, gave to you. :)
ReplyDeleteI agree with Nicki and your cupcake.
ReplyDeleteI like the flower, your belly, and that chicken looks bomb. Mostly because of the bacon