. . . who knocks on my door while I'm trying to bang out my 16 miler this morning?
My. new. best. friend. Mr "TNT" [NZ company] delivery guy.
My L i f e! [I know, I know, it's a sad, sad life]. so. completely. happy.
So after retrieving 16 [no joke] voicemail from [ALL boys] for Peanut. yikes. I started up the treadmill to finish my run. Seriously, long runs go so much faster when you text and run. [I'm sure this is doing really bad things for whatever "form" I have].
I have my phone back! Who freaking cares!
So I finished this.
Then, I got back to my phone. We have photos people - - photos!
That you want to see!
Like the sweet ride we had the whole time we were there. [please remember the Pita is 6'8" without shoes].
It was like a go-cart on wheels. Yes, dad it got great gas mileage.
And this seriously had me rolling on the 2X2" floor of the car.
Made Pita pull over & stop the go-cart for this one. The pita: Em, they are just pink sheep. Me: just pink sheep?!? Like that's normal [tears of laughter flow].
This was sad but noteworthy.
Pretty sweet place.
There is just no explanation for this.
You know only a man would do that. I have pig skins - hear me roar! oink. oink.
The trash can I loved.
I was a tidy kiwi spouse.
Well, that's all I'll bore you with today my friends. Hope you have a wonderful weekend!
I'm beginning my countdown to this.
I. Can't. Wait!