Hi, remember me? I sometimes blog here. Oh, and I used to have bangs, then grew them out, then cut them again in my bathroom when Joe left me alone with scissors. He used to come home and find me with wild color hair, but now he just has to worry that he’ll come home and I’ll have new hair cut, or one of the cats will be shaved. This time I cute my own hair (Loafy was thankful).
Anyway, last weekend Joe and I took a trip to Tennessee where I met Jenni for the first time. You know what it’s like to meet someone you’ve been talking to for two years and feel like you’ve known them forever? Yeah, that’s Jenni!
I have some photos to share (after I get copies from Jenni!) and we have some stories to tell involving corn mazes, Mario Party and the Titans.
But before I do that, I decided to share this outfit with you, because there’s nothing like waving funny stories in your face, then taking them away at the last-minute. I know, I know. But I do have a funny story regarding my outfit!
Joe laughed when he saw me wearing four bracelets, asking where the “arm party” was, knowing I hate that phrase. Then he decided that four bracelets isn’t an arm party, but more of an arm afternoon siesta. For it to be a party they need to reach my elbow (or so Joe says).
PS- happy birthday to my mom!