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Highlights From My Weekend

(My name is Charlie, and I am a paci-holic with an afro)


1. My conversation with Max about our Mom-date.

Me: So, where do you want to go on our date today?
Max: Um, Las Vegas.


2. Watching Parker play in his soccer game on Saturday. (He had an awesome header that he took right outside the other teams' goal. And of course a million other great plays, but that one was my favorite.)


3. Finding a Peg Perego Aria stroller, at Target of all places, for $49.99, regularly priced $199. (Not like we need another stroller, but it was such a good deal. I felt like I had won the lottery!)


4. Seeing Ali, and Jess, and lots of other good friends at a fun Halloween party. (Where I'm sure I gained 8 pounds from inhaling an entire platter of delicious apple dip + apples, and my favorite rice krispies + peanut butter + chocolate frosting treat.)


5. Watching the hostess at Rodizio Grill use a red sharpie as lipstick- while manning the hostess stand. (I am not EVEN kidding.)


6. Really great weather. (I mean really, really great weather.)


7. Eating donuts on Saturday morning. (Fresh and warm, and melt in your mouth delicious.)


8. Spending a lot of time with Aaron. (That makes me a very happy girl.)





Comments

Eliza said…
Welcome back we have missed you!!!
kelly mccaleb said…
did you seriously buy the stroller?! you are so funny
Mandee said…
I seriously bought the stroller... but not for my personal use. I figure I am related to enough people who are expecting, or will someday be expecting... like you. Or I could sell it and make a quick $50.
Anonymous said…
What kind of Peg Perego stroller is it? I am in need of a new stroller - you can make a quick buck off me! :)
heather said…
Is the Afro part of Charlie's halloween costume? Cute & funny!!
grandma jojo said…
in serious need of a paci patch!
AzĂșcar said…
A sharpie? A REAL sharpie?
Alifinale said…
That is quite the weekend. I seriously ate so much of that apple dip too - it was evil delicious. It was so fun to see you!
Alifinale said…
Oh, and I am a little jealous about the stroller. We got a stupid one with Emers and the next kid is getting all new stuff because I hate it.
RACHIE said…
I never thought of using a Sharpie...hmmm...

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