So we’re on vacation this week. As you’re reading this, we are probably in the car. Listening to the most annoying voices ever from the backseat (die, Max & Ruby … DIE!), eating our picnic lunch WAY too early (ahem, Keli), having your adorable wife read emails and facebook posts out loud when she’d much rather be reading a book (ahem, Ken) and stopping to pee every 15 minutes (she’s 3 … I’m pregnant … your guess is as good as mine).
I’m always nervous to post that we’re away from our house in case someone decides to break in, but let me set some things straight.
a. we don’t have anything worth stealing,
b. trust me, we don’t buy expensive electronics or gadgets or artwork or jewelry,
b. if you do break in, please clean up after yourself, because the *last* thing i want to do is clean up YOUR mess when we get home.
Besides that, we are too cheap to board our dogs, so we have someone staying at our house with our two ferocious dogs.
No, seriously.
They’re, like, insanely mean. See?
No, wait.
Okay, here’s Macey in her most heightened state of awareness.
Oops, that’s not it, either.
All right … just make sure you do NOT throw a stick!
Well, unless you want her to chase it over and over again.
Okay, okay.
Whatever you do … don’t let your kids anywhere near them! There is no telling what they’ll do!!
Ugh. NEVERMIND.
While we’re away, I’ve got some scheduled posts ready to go, including one from one of the coolest chicks I know who I pretty much want to be in another life. I mean, besides the fact that we’re practically twins already.
But I thought I’d do something a little different on the blog this week …
That’s right. Anything. Shoot me some questions.
Within reason. Nothing perverted. Or weird. Or about my current weight.
You can ask about photography or camera equipment or editing programs or what I did before I had kids or sewing or how I can lick my own elbows or what I do in my spare time or exactly what I did to become so awesome. You know, the usual.
At the end of the week (probably during the 10-hour drive back home next Saturday), I’ll go through and answer them.
And please ask something. Because there’s really nothing more embarrassing than opening up the floor for questions and then hearing … *crickets*
In the meantime, watch out for these two.
They will totally rip your head off.
You know, after they roll around in some dead grass and lick themselves.
