I’m officially one of those people. You know, one of those people that doesn’t have kids so I talk (and blog!) about my dogs too much. Yep, I’m one of those. And the best part? I so don’t mind being one of those people because, really, it’s who I am. For example:
I met my sweet husband for a quick lunch this afternoon. We chatted, we ate, then he headed back to work and I headed home. Thanks to XM radio, I was flipping though stations on my drive when I got to 90′s on 9 and the Backstreet Boys were playing. To pay homage to my childhood obsession, I let Larger Than Life blare into my speakers and may or may not have sang along. I’m not saying I did, I’m not saying I didn’t. Ok, I totally did. And it didn’t stop there. Oh no, internetland, I proceeded to sing BSB while I let the dogs out, while started a new load of laundry, while I typed some e-mails. That’s when it hit me that on a nerd scale of 1 to 10, I’m definitely a 15.
So today, I celebrate being one of those people, a 15, for no other reason than because I can
And because I can, here’s a few shots of my boys…
What you can see in this picture is Jackson’s purty new hair cut. What you can’t see is him shaking like a leaf because it started thundering while we were outside. Poor Jack doesn’t care much for storms!
Sweetest face ever
Seriously, he has a problem. Yes, that is 4 tennis balls sitting around my Sammy. And he was playing with all of them.
Happy Thursday!
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