I once gave my husband the 
silent treatment for an entire week, at the end of which he declared, “Hey, we’re getting along pretty great lately!”
Dad, can you put my shoes on? No, I don’t think they’ll fit me.
I’ll call you later. Don’t call me later, call me Dad.
I am but just a simple shoutout to my readers. Have a good one =)
It’s 5 o’clock somewhere. Cheers!
Ahoy, lovely reader! Pretty soon you’ll be able to leave messages like this on here =)
Things happen only when somebody makes them happen.
If you say something it needs to be an improvement on the silence
Hope ya’ll having a good remaining day.
  • Here’s to Wishing Beary Had a Heavenly President’s Day

    professional assboarding

    This President’s Day weekend, Shannon and I drove up to Lake Tahoe to do some not-so-serious snowboarding… though we still managed to round up the three-day break with some bruises and fatigued muscles. My day was spent mostly falling down the green slopes so much so that I think I’ve earned my duly title of Professional Assboarder. In the mean while, Beary White was in the safe hands of Shannon’s folks. And so although he didn’t really spend the trip with us, these pictures probably depict how it would’ve looked like had he been allowed to roam around with us and our friends at Heavenly =)

    beary in tahoe

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