It’s okay to wear burger after Labor Day, right?
How was your long weekend? Did you do anything laborious? Or was it more like Non-Labor Day weekend? I’m hoping my true labor day comes in mid-January. I don’t think I ever told you my due date, have I? Technically, it’s January 26th, but with twins, probably like five minutes from now. But that would be horrible, so I’m going to backspace that sentence right now. In my miiiiieeeeeeennnnndddd.
ANYWAY. Ours was pretty fab. I successfully didn’t fall off the stool whilst singing in the wedding. I had the guitar positioned in my lap in a way that it was tilted to the right because my belly was all, “nu uh, dude.” I looked hilarious and awkward, but whatever.
And then we got back last night and we watched like six hours of American Ninja Warrior. I am OBSESSED with that show. Probably because it has the word ninja in it. But it’s like a cray version of Double Dare and I can’t even deal. I get so sweaty and anxious watching each contestant make their way through the obstacle course. And of course you’re so attached to each person because of the character building profile piece they do right before they compete. WE CARE FOR THESE NINJAS. And when they don’t make it . . . when they fall into the firey flames of the bottomless abyss (or water), you can’t help but fall with them. You wanted them to succeed. Now their two-year old in the audience will shun them forever, LOSER.
My point is, burger looks incredible on you after Labor Day. Especially covered in a simple yogurt tzatziki sauce, olive tapenade, fresh mint and cool cucumber. And crumbled feta. And garden tomato.
You lookin’ so fiiiiine.
Should I warn you now that Edition 2 of “Thoughts on This Whole Being Knocked Up Business” is coming shortly? You know, that way you can go ahead and iron your straight jacket.