I’ve hurt my back again, so here i sit, claiming the couch as the throne it is. Don’t act sympathetic, we all know its a lie. Inside you giggle, throbbing with glee, as your inner Tolman fan gets comfortable. Its been a blog famine over here, so lets break a leg, arm, or back and check one off the list. Because i have time on my hands and my fingers tips are ready to move. (even if the rest of me isn`t)
We have two pleasent friends that are full of oomph and chatter. They are just our style and we happen to be in love with them. You may have met them once or twice (maybe thrice if you were lucky). Jess and Brendan Matkin. Yup that’s them. The besties of a life time, who graciously chaperoned Levi and I all the way to Arizona and back.
We begun our trip, as kid-less as ever, at the deathly hour of 5AM. Nobody looks good that early…except Jess. Seriously, what the pickle? One of many cute Jess poses we can all be jealous of. Airport giggles, and scary bald old men later, we arrived to our blissful destination. Man it was beautiful.
I wiggled myself into our excessively comfortable large bed and was easily convinced into an afternoon nap. It was a vacation after all. I woke 2 hours later to a silent house and found these three amigos. My nostrils flared with excitement when i saw them all sleeping in the same position. We really are meant to be buds. We slept, we ate, we explored. It was a perfect first day of relaxation.
I knew quite young that I had a problem. I thought it would go away on its own, but i realized quickly that it was here to stay. When others can pose beautifully at the site of a camera, I twitch with pure awkwardness and strike the strangest poses I can muster. Secretly, I’m pleased with myself. I could, and should, fill a photo album with the pictures i have cooked up. Someone help me.
Jess has retro dance moves and the boys make up a pool game for hours of enjoyment. Participation is optional, since both are just as fun to watch. Check out them faces!
So many lovely things happening in this picture. Pool toys in my gaping mouth, while Jess’s bum makes its first appearance. In my option, a successful picture.
A popcorn advertisement and signature pose later, we are onto celebrating the death of Mr. Cockroach. I consider myself ungrateful when it comes to jittery bugs. (you know, the ones that really boogie) Sure they have purposes, but really folks, how exactly necessary are they? Is it even healthy for them to be able to move that quickly? They might overheat their mini engines and explode! (which wouldn’t necessarily be a bad thing…) This wee fella is about the size of shreddie, and happens to be rather popular. His crowd of friends flocked around the pool in the evenings. A pool party I didn’t mind missing. ick!
We ate out many times, and prided ourselves on hitting up as many food network suggested joints as possible. Pinch me if I'm wrong, but I believe everyplace but two was complimented on the telly at one point or another.
We Sped around like maniacs for an afternoon, filling ourselves with adrenaline and then ice cream. I may have not been able to win a race, but i definitely felt like a winner with a turtle sundae with salted Carmel. I guess Levi’s Banana goodness was pretty stellar as well.
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Jess=super fast.
If you haven’t gotten jealous yet, and dropped off with envy, I would like to mention we had a glorious time. Sure, I missed out on documenting a few thingies, but who gives a hoot. We missed our two little ladies, but were thrilled with our much needed break together. We sunburned, tickled, wiggled, and nibbled, but most importantly we learned….
If you're blue and you don't know
where to go to why don't you go
where fashion sits
Puttin' on the Ritz
