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Apparently the kids working at Arby’s want to give you a little scare with your order?
You can’t really tell from the blurry cell phone photo I snapped, but there was clear plastic tape holding the oh-so unrealistic spider to the pole.
Sorry kids, it didn’t work this time. You just gave me something to blog about!
BTW- The new berry swirl shake is oooh so good!
What kind of digital camera do you have? Do you print out the pics you take? What’s your favorite photo?
I love capturing the moment with my camera, but I don’t always like sharing my photos with others. Why? Because I’m very critical of the photos I take, and I always find something wrong with them.
*Edit survey removed b/c I will no longer participate in this company on this blog*
How adorable is this?
Ok so everyone might not think my dog passed out on the futon is absolutely adorable, but I do, and I’ll tell you why.
When I first attempted to go to bed around 1am I had just finished throwing a load of laundry on the couch. I headed to bed and left Bubba snoring in my recliner at my desk. Yes I have a recliner at my desk. A girl has to be comfortable while she works, but that’s beside the point.
Anywho, the pillow in the photo belongs to Bubba. It’s an old pillow I retired a couple weeks ago, and I had placed it on the guest bed. Bubba apparently decided it was his pillow, so he has decided to drag it around the house with him. I’ll find him laying on it in the living room, then he’ll drag it into the dining room, and so on. It’s his pillow now.
When I went to bed the pillow was in the chair with him, and my freshly washed and dried clothes and 2 blankets were piled up on the futon ready to be folded when I wake up. Unfortunately I was having trouble staying asleep, so I decided to get up to fold the clothes thinking it would hopefully bore me enough to sleep for a few hours.
When I returned to the den I found Bubba curled up on one end of the futon. Not only has he pushed all the clothes to the other end, but he spread a blanket out on his end to make it softer, and yep he drug his pillow with him.
Now my bullie baby is passed out snoring his little head off. It’s such an adorable sight!