You’re so loud, waking up the neighbor’s dog…
Are you ready for the cuteness? I say, ARE YOU READY FOR THE CUTENESS????
I didn’t think so.
This morning when I passed Jack’s office, someone had placed a grill in the spot in the corner where he likes to park. Meaning they are having a cook-out in their PARKING LOT. I am trying to think of ways to weasel my way into the festivities so that I may have my way with him. Where’s the cuteness? Not so much cuteness as hotness. I mean, really. Can you imagine him cooking?
Heck yeah, baby.
In other amazingly thrilling news, Crazy Aunt Purl made a comment on my blog. I was so excited last night when I saw it. I felt like Jenna Rink when the Six Chicks showed up at her house for her birthday party.