Tuesday Wesley Rayemond

Rain and crack

She's so pretty. Pretty like car shows.

I spent most of today wandering through stores in a city I don't know without parental supervision.

We went present shopping. I went with my dad and Rita. They passed me back and forth between them so that if I was with my dad we would shop for Rita while she shopped for the two of us and vice versa. Rita's stuff was put behind her seat-she was driving-so she couldn't see it and my dad's stuff was put in the trunk. I have no clue where my things are.

This worked really well but this also means that I had a passing time where I had to go from one person to the other or run keys to someone. At one point, we went into Kole's and my dad found boots he wanted to get Rita. She was on the other side of the store bra shopping. The problem with this was that she had a coupon that we wanted to use.

I ended up running from one corner of the store to the opposite corner, grabbing the coupon and Rita's bras-each cup is like, the size of my face so it looked odd for me to be carrying them-running them back to my dad-who still had the boots-waiting for Rita to leave, and then watching the male cashier check this stuff out.

My feet hurt.

This is what Midget looks like to me when he licks my face.

This concludes my ted talk.