I can finally talk about this now.
So, back in February we had a bunch of strangers come to our house off and on for four days, and they brought a lot of pets. And when I say "pets" I actually mean "big huge cameras." And they used those big hug cameras to record Lolly and me and the kids for one episode of a Docu-series on Vh1 called "So I married a..."
I would like you to fill in the blank for which title best encapsulates Lolly and my story.
a. Axe murderer.
b. Really, really attractive albino.
c. Man with ADD.
d. Gay Mormon.
e. All of the above.
f. c and d
g. a, c and d
Did you just test anxiety?
Well, I'm not going to tell you the answer. Instead, I'm going to show you the promo for the show and allow you to figure it out for yourselves. Are you ready?
So, yeah. There's that.
Also, I just took a train to Portland to visit my parentals. I do like me some Portland. Such a quirky fun city. But do you know what I have never ever tried?
Blasphemy, right? If I do end up going there (for anyone who has been), what kind of donut is a must eat? (PS, I don't like bacon.)
Ope, just got a text from my dad saying that he's running late and I'm stuck at the train station for a while longer. So, time for a selfie!!!!
Train stations make me happy!
Especially when they look really cool and old and big like Portland's.
(I also prefer them when they don't contain terrorists. For the record.)
All right, friends. Peace.