So, on Sunday I'm doing this . . .
Which means I need to take a few of these . . . .
And put them here . . .
And these guys think they get to go, too . . .
. . . but they're sadly mistaken!
Why is it, that every time you're packing, you always realize at the last minute that something needs to be washed before packing it?
And why did I pick such an early-ass flight?
And why am I running 26.2 miles again?
There'd better be plenty of this . . . .
Or some of this . . .
Or I'm gonna pull one of these . . .