Sunday, June 27, 2010
Can you blame me?
As to the pole we're posing with - and look at how Kristina is practically suspended from that baby, she's so limber - you'll have to look here. I'm not talking about it any more because it's naughty and I like being able to look the people I go to church with in the eye, or at least in the chin-hairs.
After that, we went to brunch but since we didn't take any pictures of the meal it didn't really happen. Although Annie has filed a lawsuit against that waitress on accounta she's still waiting for her cranberry juice. Annie is kind of pregnant, so she doesn't take well to being inconvenienced, especially when it comes to eating. She kept saying, "I've gotta feed the baby" and "The baby is starving" and "I'm pretty sure the baby ate those forty thousand shrimps, cuz it sure wasn't me, no matter how much cocktail sauce I've got on my eyebrows."
Then we went shopping and we all bought groovy sunglasses. (Dear Blogger: Please insert a picture of groovy sunglasses here. I'm bored with having to Google everything.)
Then we checked into the hotel, and Kristina took a "nap", which we all knew meant she polished off the mini-bar and lost her Hyundai at the craps tables. It's probably still wandering around the casino, sniffling and calling her name in Korean. Some people just shouldn't be allowed to have cars.
Anyway, while Kristina "slept", the other three of us went to the pool. Amber just flopped herself onto the chaise lounge and landed in this pose. The little hussy. As her biggest sister, and I mean that in every sense of the word, I had no choice but to smack her. Well, I guess I had some choices. I could have head-butted her. Or grounded her. Or taken her picture and blogged about her, although honestly, no one deserves that.
Posted by DeNae Handy at 8:00 PM