It sounds like you were going dancing in what little girls wear to a Navy Change-of-Command ceremony when they’re expected to be on their best behavior if they want that cake that tastes like cardboard.
Tom and his dad have gone shopping.
I’m sure Jake will help with the Lego once it’s opened. That’s one reason I haven’t opened it yet. Maybe Shannon will help, too. She’s gone back under the table in the sunroom. I think her pain medication knocks her out.
Yes, that Change-of-Command that no one wants except the outgoing officer. And the cake is always perfectly frosted to fool even the most discerning eye. Until one bites into it and realizes they used real bleached confetti in the cake mix.
I’m looking forward to Father’s Day next year so I can actually buy my son something he wants for Father’s Day. A thing I’ve never been able to do as he became a father much later than anyone expected. I think he was 33. And only the one son. So it will be fun to get him something.
Probably the main reason she was given that particular pain killer was to keep her off her paws. Poor baby. Were they pulled out? Any chance of them growing back?