During one of our many excursions to a local restaurant over the summer (and judging from my outfit, we apparently were rewarding ourselves for exercising by eating back all the calories we burned off), I happened to lean a bit to my left.
…Probably reaching for more salt.
At about the same time, I saw R jump a bit. And for him to jump meant he was seriously startled. This guy never flinches. It’s especially annoying when I wait behind closed doors for hours on end to scare him and then don’t get a reaction. I’ll never learn.
He thought this guy was just sitting there calmly watching R eat.
Don’t you love looking back on those moments? Where you all sorts of things run through your mind.
Is he staring at me? Why is he staring at me. Oh my god, he’s actually just staring at me!!
(As you can tell, the thoughts that run through my mind don’t vary much.)
I couldn’t stop laughing.
Eventually I did.
Because they brought out the cheese dip… and then things started to get very serious, my friends.
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In 1996, the Detective spent all night at a bar thinking a dude was hitting on him. It turned out to be a cardboard cut out of Joe Montana.
oh, ha ha!!!
I love the picture of you giggling! You're so cute!