And then she wanted to have a camp out that night and roast marshmallows and such. Uhm...hello? IT IS MID NOVEMBER!! But, she is my child and I do make sacrifice...and I was feeling guilty about forgettin the cake and all -- don't you go to judgin'.
And low and behold and I looked out my window to notice my frat boy neighbors havin a campfire and party. I could so just capitalize on their hard work and steal over there to roast some marshmallows and call it an evening -- SWEET. But I had to find a way in -- so I bought beer, cooked my Hot Mexican Soup, and took over Baby Twerps' candy cigarettes -- THOSE ARE NOT REAL CIGGIES! Don't go to judgin.
I was welcomed with open arms. I did however leave the boys at home -- they are still too impressionable and have a tendency to steal have full beer cans -- TWERPS.But once I was over, I OF COURSE checked on their pet goats that have been in captivity for several months now. I told them they have 500 women checkin on them daily via my posts and I use my zoom lens to document the proper care and etiquette for goats. They thought I was a hoot n nanny!
So they begged of me to show you the love and admiration (in a healthy way) they are for Bartholomew. (The other had the runs so he was not pickin him up -- just FYI.)
They also showed me the grain supplements and salt licked and distilled water they provide for them. I am also donating an insulated dog house for the winter. Cause I knew you all would want me to -- geez!
Stay tuned for the next post of: How I Made Up For Ruining My 11 Year Olds Birthday By Forgetting Her Cake and Other Short Stories and Recipes.
I am working on shortening my titles. Please don't judge me.
Big Pink Fuzzy Heart with Glitter,