Lindsey’s on her way out of town and she won’t SEE this until everyone else has. Heh.
Last night, The Brides came over for dinner (ham and spinach casserole; fresh, steamed broccoli; salad; and rolls demanded by Mark G. Harris). For dessert, Lindsey made us GOOP. What is this goop, you ask? It is undercooked brownies, hot from the oven. Served alone, goop is fab, but with Bluebell (“The Best Ice Cream in the Country”) Vanilla Bean Ice Cream, it’s better than that time the strapping young Jones boy from next door lost his swimming trunks in the Presbyterian College pool.
In tribute to Lindsey and goop, this post is all about her.
The Shoes:
She’s breaking in these shoes before wearing them
to various events this weekend.
I think they’re hot.
The Wife:
Lindsey shot this photo of Rhonda with my camera.
I’m not sure what emotion is being conveyed, unless it’s:
I can’t believe my wife and her hot shoes are leaving town.
The Dog:
Tim shot this photo of Sugar with my camera.
I’m not sure what emotion is being conveyed unless it’s:
I can’t believe my mom and those treats she keeps in her pocket her hot shoes are leaving town.
The Face:
I’m always scolding Lindsey for making “the face” when she’s being photographed.
Here, Mark G. Harris and Timothy J. Lambert make the face with her.
These days, my emotions are on a roller coaster. Thanks to Lindsey, Rhonda, Mark G. Harris, Tim, Tom, and five dogs, last night was a peak.
I want to see the outfit(s) that go with those bright yellow shoes. I bet it’ll look sharp.
(And MGH was being accomodating?!?! WTF was that all about???)
Obviously, that is a FAUX MGH.
I agree…
Timothy looks rather Beatle-esque though
Yes, he is rather Moptopish.
It’s almost difficult to believe that last photo was taken before the brownies.
Suuuure. And they were “magical” brownies. I know that, and that is not a Surly .
Also, I’m hysterically jealous about time with the Brides. Tell me EVERYTHING.
Heh.
great goop and great shoes?! too much!
Those shoes ARE hot and I love the group shot.
How is that all dogs have the ability to look like desperate, starving victims of neglect even when they’re not? I wish I could pull off that look.
OMG, right? How I’d love it if photos of me said “waif” instead of “that is SO not the chick I went to school with.”
To answer your question, what’s being conveyed is: “Why do you insist on taking profile shots of me when all that does is accentuate my YOOOGE schnozz?”
Or I COULD be reinacting my favorite scene from “Alien.”
I vote for Alien.
What can I say? It’s a gift. You should see my interpretive dance version of “The Grapes of Wrath.”
Next time I’m there, I’d better see it.
Sheese, I was really hoping for a photo of the strapping young Jones boy from next door who lost his swimming trunks in the Presbyterian College pool and all I got was three Goobers doing Jerry Lewis schtick. BTW, Mark wins the JL look-alike contest.
I cannot tell you how much I needed this sweet tribute of a post. You have put a huge grin on my face; and the comments are making me giggle. Thank you, thank you!
=)
You’re welcome.
Lindsey is one hot mamma in those shoes. However, I feel that a photo of the strapping young Jones boy would have been entirely appropriate for this post…heh heh heh…
If only I’d had a camera when I was ten…
Well, you’ve certainly made up for it since then, haven’t you? ROFL