You know what it’s like when a motorcycle roars by and everyone jumps a little and turns their head to see what’s happening? We heard so much of that over the weekend I don’t think we’ll ever be tempted to turn again. It’s like they say, “motorcycles will be motorcycles”.
Lori wanted to go on a Baby Moon before Casper comes, and she wouldn’t go anywhere but PCB. She just happened to pick Bike Week, of all weeks. It’s like we’re cursed to forever vacation with motorcycles. We accidentally went to Daytona during bike week, we were woken up on the 19th floor of our hotel in Ohio by motorcycles revving engines during a breast cancer run, and now this. Maybe Casper will ride one day and this will all make sense. I’m sure that’ll make his grandparents happy, they ride a Harley (and just happened to come along with us on this trip) and were super excited Lori picked this weekend.
Check out lori’s new momcore album “Clean Your Mosh Pit” with her band the Angry Mums.
Containing such hits as “I know what you’re doing in there”, “That better be oregano”, and “Take out the trash before I take you out punk”.
That’s right, Lori’s pregnant with our first little nugget. He will be called Casper Danger Von Manis, and should arrive at the end of June 2016. It’s taken us 8 years to get to this point, we wanted to be selfish and spoil ourselves, now we’re ready to spoil this kid.
We had a cat named Claire, because Lori liked her hair.
She peed on the bed, she peed on the carpet.
She peed so much outside the box that we lost it.
We said bye Felicia to Claire, she lives on a farm now. Literally, not like we killed her, duh. She can pee anywhere she wants.
It seems perhaps we had a drug factory on our hands with this cat though, because some people get high on cat pee.