We just returned from a week’s vacation in the Orlando area which, of course, yielded me a few blog nuggets. But, I’m currently buried under piles (of laundry), miles (of unsorted bills) and vials (of amoxycillin) so will just have to post them individually as I have the time over the next few days.
Somewhere in the middle of the trip we all went to Disney Animal Kingdom and hit the Kilimanjaro Safari ride. Pretty cool. Saw elephants, lions, giraffes (“raffs” as John calls them), hippos, and these guys…
I think I’m pretty funny sometimes so I announced to Ross, loudly enough so that the throngs of strangers around me might hear,
“Hey. Their butts look like mine!”
Ross, a seasoned veteran at dealing with my “aren’t I funny” moments, didn’t miss a beat in his equally bold reply.
“Nah. Stop. Yours isn’t that hairy.”
He’s such a charmer, my husband.
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