Scout is my best four legged friend. I so appreciate her unconditional love. I don't know what I'd do any more without her to greet me at the door after a long, hard day of work. It didn't feel like something was missing before she entered the family. However, if she left now, it would leave a hole.
Jared and I were in Nashville this past weekend to visit the parentals. We went to the farm to shoot skeet. It was h-o-t. Scout found a little spot of shade near the jeep. How does she know to do that? I think she threw me the middle finger at one point for taking her out in 100 degree weather in a fur coat. And I was complaining about the heat in a pair of blue jeans!
They've been married 43 years. Take that divorce rates. Take that. Scout loves my mom.
Obviously.
Seriously, check out how great they look!
And check out how great we look! Shut up, we are so cute.
Just to shock my old friends who knew me back in the day, I had a corn dog and fries at the game. Deep fried and delicious. Although, my stomach did hurt a bit afterwards and I don't think I was just being paranoid.
My X-Terra is safely home again. Man, is it pretty. All fixed up and they even cleaned the inside and outside of the car. My car hasn't looked this good since I bought it back in 2008 (even though I promised myself that I would keep it pristinely clean). Best car wash I've ever gotten for $150. Ha!
3 comments:
A corn dog?! Remember that time we went to Waffle House? I think it was the first time you'd ever been. You were amazed that they cooked it in front of you and then a little grossed out afterwards.
Ah yes, the waffle house. It still grosses me out actually, even post eating disorders.
impressive on all accounts. AND-- I like J's beard.
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