Once again, following in the esteemed feet of Hot Dog on H Street and Pineapple Top at Metro Station, I bring you…
Blackberry dent in a banana. (The result of, well, dropping a blackberry onto a banana).
Helpful tip for keeping the romance alive in your marriage: orange flannel PJs with monkey faces on them. The irony that I ate a banana while wearing them is NOT lost on me.
OK, that’s all for now. (Sorry.)
The blog has been sucky lately! Be back shortly. (Suckahs).
To all the mommys out there! Especially mine, who is the greatest of all of them (sorry)
The view from the Southwest waterfront last night…
Look who came to visit this weekend! That’s right, your humble narrator’s parents…
AWW… Can’t you feel the love?!
PS this time Jeffrey was home so I made him tape me. Embarassing. Single men, take note: this is what your life will someday look like. Being asked to tape yoga stuff. Get pumped.