More Pet Photos Than Are Really Necessary
June 13, 2005
Big important meetings all day today, folks. Place your bets on the following:
1) How many times I'll need to leave and pee.
2) How many times I'll get distracted by Squishy's acrobatics and completely lose track of the conversation, then totally make some bullshit up to cover this fact.
3) How many sandwiches I'll eat at lunch, and in what manner I will kill anyone who dares comment on how many sandwiches I eat at lunch.
In the meantime, please enjoy some random pictures, taken by our brand! new! camera! A Canon Digital Rebel XT, which is Jason's father's day AND birthday AND Christmas present for the next five years.
(To balance out the gifting universe, I bought a new purse.)
(Coach sent me a 25% off preferred customer coupon! Twenty-five percent off! I couldn't afford NOT to use that!)
(How does one get to be a preferred Coach customer, you may ask? Well, I started getting the coupons and invitations to seasonal unveiling parties right around the same time I added my handbag collection to our homeowners' insurance policy, so I'm guessing you just need to spend gobs and gobs and gobs of money first.)
Anyway. Pictures. Moving on.
Ceiba: Freedom from the lampshade collar! Worms! Bees! Pointy blades of grass to poke in my eye! Awesome!
Amy: Poooooop, dog, poooooooop.
Yeah, I keep posing the same. Positioning my arm like that minimizes the upper-arm pregnancy mushiness and also helps me remember where my waist was once.
She looks how I feel. It's 95 degrees in Washington, DC today and I? Am GOING TO DIE.
Max the Eyeball Mauler: I will not stick out my tongue for the sake of a picture. No, I will not do that.
This was taken after our very tiring trip to the doggie ER, so please excuse the 1) hair, 2) skin, and 3) overalls. All pregnant women are allowed to wear comfy comfy overalls, and you are not allowed to think they are not cute, because we will cut you, motherfucker.
24-and-a-half weeks. My belly button is so stretched out, I recently learned that I actually have freckles in there.
(One day our new camera hopes to take pictures of things other than the pets and my fat ass. Like maybe, Jason! But that would require me learning how to use the new camera, so...no.)