Because he found these to give as a gift to Baby Bee.
That’s right. Candy cigarettes. For his granddaughter.
I’m still laughing my ass off about it!
And I’m SO taking these to Vegas with me…]]>
Isn’t she the cutest?! I mean, look at that chub!! Seriously. Cute.]]>
I would hate living across the street from this guy. But the fact that I live in a different subdivision just makes this pure entertaining to drive by!]]>
Things to Note about said photo:
2. Mrs. J stealthily hiding behind her glass of vodka with a splash of vodka.
3. Mrs. J’s husband’s (Mr. J) freakishly large elf ear.
Just for date night.
(It was really for a surprise 30th birthday party for a close friend. And don’t worry, it *was* 70′s Disco themed.)]]>
I’m in heaven. And will gain about 8 trillion pounds this weekend.]]>
Here is a not so recent photo of Baby Bee to keep you entertained through the weekend.
PS: Why do babies always sleep in on the weekends when your husband is around to help, but never on the mornings when you have to taken care of them solo?!
PPS: I get to go to a wedding this evening as a…wait for it…GUEST! Scathing judgmental reviews to come.]]>