I have a question for you.
Are you familiar with this cake from the Internet?
I suspect you are. It is everywhere.
Yesterday I went over to Kate’s. We ate an entire pizza, watched Kitchen Nightmares, and this happened:
Yeah, so maybe it could have used another layer. But it happened, and that is what’s important. We each ate a slice and probably have diabetes now. The rest will presumably be eaten by Kate’s coworkers.
Anyway, what else?
The State Fair happened. Per tradition, on opening day I headed out with the Wulfs to spend fourteen hours walking, eating, and looking at stuff. It’s the best day of the year.
I went the next day with Darren, for three hours.
After which we celebrated his birthday and I spent the rest of the weekend recovering.
Two weeks worth of fun in one post. Can’t go wrong.
Sometime this month D and I will roll out to the Renaissance Festival. The question is, do I wear a costume? Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps. Until then, I’ll spend the rest of the time working, interneting, exercising, and pet wrangling.
As always, try not to be too jealous.