Some Days Turn Out To Be Great Days.. Especially When Photos of Ex-Boyfs Are Involved.
Some days? The dog doesn't get his breakfast until well after noon.
Some days? I don't put a bra on until minutes before The Husband walks through the door.
Some days? C decides he's going to skip a nap all together, go down to sleep at 6pm and then party like it's 1999 between the hours of 12am and 3am.
Some days? I don't leave the house but to walk down the driveway and check the mail.
Some days? Lunch consists of blueberries, peas and club crackers. C's, that is. Mine is usually mint chocolate chip ice cream and a croissant.
But then? One day, albeit thanks to the Mighty Google, you type in your high school ex-boyfriend's name followed by a comma and the happenstance word "engagement," and after a bit of digging, you come across photos of a recent engagement session.
And in these photos you see him wearing an awkwardly slim-fitting Burberry polo shirt, guido-esque Aviators and ahem, slightly gay-boy-looking flip flops. You know the kind I'm talking about.
You also notice he's gained a few pounds and can't blame it on "the baby" he had a year ago.
And did I mention that this wedding is in 3 days? Well, I hope he invited Irene.
Those days? Turn out to be pretty damn good days in my book.