Mabs is in town.
That's right, you heard it here first: MABS IS IN TOWN.
Spencer and I have known Mabs since he was a wee lad of 3, back when people besides me still called him Mabs rather than Matt. Note to Matthew: Mabs will live on as long as I do. YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO KILL ME, MABS.
We all went to Gas Works Park,
which is the most post-apocalyptic place I've ever been.
I am truly sorry it didn't occur to me to yell, "SOYLENT GREEN IS PEEEEOPLE!!!" It would have added to the experience for everyone, I think.
Afterwards we made a quick trip to see the Fremont Troll,
then headed over to Theo Chocolate, where they are not stingy with the samples.
On the way home I got a mocha, and Adia, having missed her nap, decided she wanted some, I guess as a little pick-me-up. So she screamed "COFFEEEEEE!!!" from the backseat of the car until Chrissy calmed her down with some chocolate and songs from The Little Mermaid.
And then we all lived happily ever after.
Anything you can do
4 months ago