Monkey Boy and I went to Krispie Kreme. Over the course of 12 hours He ate 8 doughnuts, I ate 3 and then because I thought I was going to throw up I packed the last one in the Handsome Husband’s lunch.
I also saw this picture again. I first saw it about 3 years ago in a Ballard Designs catalog. Back then it was a “painting on stretched canvas.” Now it’s been reduced to a mass produced vinyl picture. I’m still in love with it and want to buy it to hang on my wall, but #1. I’m cheap and #2. REAL paintings are not vinyl photocopies.
I took Monkey Boy “Back to School” shopping, which is weird because school just got out. But the only thing he ever wants to spend his money on is shoes and electronics, so it takes awhile. Case in point: 2 hours of shopping netted 1 (count ’em 1) article of clothing. It took soooo long in fact that I almost peed my pants waiting. Finally I asked the sales lady where the “toilets” were. When she said they were “two floors up,” I blurted out, “OH C’MON.” So I snuck into the Men’s restroom instead.
I was just happy that some pervert didn’t shake his foot under the stall.