Well as I have eluded to last weekend being an interesting weekend, that’s to say the least. We had 7 dogs here that we were watching, as well as the chicks and the cats. So pretty much our entire life was consumed with animals. Honestly, we enjoyed it. No, we wouldn’t want to do it every weekend, but yes, they were fun. And pretty freaking cute.
Erik loves Lizzy. Okay well maybe it’s me. Okay maybe it’s everyone. She is the best little dog ever. She is the sweetest dog in the whole wide world. She also makes the cutest little squeaking noises when you cuddle her. Everyone wants to snuggle her up.
I would keep her if I could. I suppose being the puppy sitter is sufficient. : )
The old man. We like the old man.
We also pretended that we were cool and had a life and went to the Spiedie Fest in Binghamton on Saturday. We love to pretend. We pretend like once every few months.
I really like to pretend when we go to the Speidie Fest because I gotta tell you, I love fried dough. Fried dough is like my caviar. It’s a special treat to get it and is really expensive (in retrospect, it’s a piece of dough for 5 bucks). And this year I got the boys hooked on it too. And that’s how it should be. Everyone should be hooked on fried dough. There should be stores solely dedicated to fried dough. Just imagine. Then I’d be really fat. But I would be fat and happy.
He cleans up nice. Even with his scabs. ; )
I will do another post tomorrow entirely dedicated to the balloons. There are so many pictures and I can’t just choose a few – I love them all. Such a beautiful sight.
I’m off to drown myself in last-week-of-school homework. I hate this week.






































































































































































