Anyway, i have a terribly hilarious story about tonight. Brooke McCoy (at 5 months pregnant) and Jackie Finnigan want to a double feature tonight. Country Strong and The King's Speech. so good.
So were talking about potty training outside the theater and this douche-y looking guy with tatoos all over his arm comes over and asked what we were doing....going to the movies or already done. well, it was after midnight so we said, "its after midnight, we are going home."
Going home, he says. It's still early!
Well, we have to get home to our kids. all 11 of them between us.
Whaaat? we ended up giving high 5's and getting out of there. creepy, douche-y. totally should have flashed brooke's preggo belly.
i am still laughing.
just told doug about it. he could barely get out the compliment that i am cute enough for a 26 year old douche to try and pick up on me. wierd how he has such a hard time complimenting me. its true. pulling thanks giving together, remaking the playroom, how cute i am. don't know why. note to self: always always make sure my kids know great i think they are.
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