Arr! Pirates of Pants Ants!
Oh my, Friends! It's almost Turkey Day!! Tomorrow I will head to Lake Arrowhead with my other self to visit loved ones and eat a turkey. I feel really bad for the turkey so I try not to think too hard about how cute he probably was before he was shaved and broiled (dang, I just thought about it) To stop thinking about the sadness, I will recount some happy things.
SATURDAY: Beauty Palace heads out to the ballet. We are the classiest! We went to see the production of Pirates Penzance for Eve's birthday. I happened to be wearing heels of a very high height. I now understand why people think I am small. It was very fun to be up there so very high. The only problem was fast transportation. Well, any transportation for that matter. We had to rush from the parking garage to the ballet place so I was forced to attempt to propel myself at fast speeds in dangerous places. Like in a parking garage or across the street. It was a minorly difficult feat (or feet, haha!) and I have come to the conclusion that actually I don't very much like wearing shoes with little sticks attached to them for walking. I don't mind them standing or even better sitting. But walking, no, these shoes are NOT made for walking. Also, another reason why I do not appreciate wearing pokey sticks, is that it is easy to poke your friends. Which is all well and good when they deserve to be poked, but what happened to Bridget was not exactly warranted. I mean, she is mean to me, like she is being RIGHT NOW!! but I stomped on her little feet with my pokey little stick shoes last night and she probably did not deserve it.
That was A LOT of writing, so now I will just post a bunch of pictures to make up for it.
Here goes: (POSTING COMMENCE!)
Robbie peeking
Robbie: Guys!! We're at the ballet and I'm SOO EXCITED!
Come take a picture with us, Emily! Robbie: I'm still SOO EXCITED!
Robbie: I'm gunna come over here and share my excitement with Bridget!
Robbie: Aaaah, isn't it so tiring to be excited?
(Later that night) Robbie: I'll just take a nap
SATURDAY: Beauty Palace heads out to the ballet. We are the classiest! We went to see the production of Pirates Penzance for Eve's birthday. I happened to be wearing heels of a very high height. I now understand why people think I am small. It was very fun to be up there so very high. The only problem was fast transportation. Well, any transportation for that matter. We had to rush from the parking garage to the ballet place so I was forced to attempt to propel myself at fast speeds in dangerous places. Like in a parking garage or across the street. It was a minorly difficult feat (or feet, haha!) and I have come to the conclusion that actually I don't very much like wearing shoes with little sticks attached to them for walking. I don't mind them standing or even better sitting. But walking, no, these shoes are NOT made for walking. Also, another reason why I do not appreciate wearing pokey sticks, is that it is easy to poke your friends. Which is all well and good when they deserve to be poked, but what happened to Bridget was not exactly warranted. I mean, she is mean to me, like she is being RIGHT NOW!! but I stomped on her little feet with my pokey little stick shoes last night and she probably did not deserve it.
That was A LOT of writing, so now I will just post a bunch of pictures to make up for it.
Here goes: (POSTING COMMENCE!)
packed in the back seat of Christine's car
Robbie peeking
Robbie: Guys!! We're at the ballet and I'm SOO EXCITED!
Come take a picture with us, Emily! Robbie: I'm still SOO EXCITED!
Robbie: I'm gunna come over here and share my excitement with Bridget!
Robbie: Aaaah, isn't it so tiring to be excited?
(Later that night) Robbie: I'll just take a nap
While Robbie was taking a nap, Bridget and I pretended to be silent lions:
Silent lions are silent so Robbie doesn't get woken up. Otherwise, they are loud.
Silent lions are silent so Robbie doesn't get woken up. Otherwise, they are loud.
SUNDAY: We went to a cafe to get coffee and "study" but no tables inside were large enough to accommodate all of us. So we went outside and our little heads froze.
I'd say it's time for hot chocolate.
~Out
I'd say it's time for hot chocolate.
~Out
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