
This picture really doesn't relate to the other's. But I was going through some pics and thought this would be a nice one to put on here for you all to enjoy. This is at a stake dance. We sort of under dressed. Not on purpose, they just didn't specify.

This is our little friend I found in a parking lot. Poor little guy was abandoned and I had to come and rescue him. He has a good home now.

Here is a pic of beautiful truck...my beautiful Bobbie I mean. haha, this is actually one of my favorite pictures of Bobbie.

Look at me and my bad self. These are a few weeks old. Bobbie and I were spending the day down in Nashville. We had just went to the Temple and needed a place to change our clothes. We actually took turns pulling security while the other changed in the cab of the truck.
5 comments:
Your bitter beer face could use some work. Too much "I've got gas", not enough "bitter".
I had a little yellow friend once. He was a lemon drop, his name was Charles and I loved him. Then dad ate him.
I let Kacie ride in the back of ol' blue once. Be glad your truck has no clutch to pop.
Whenever I don't know the dress requirements for a social engagement, I always go "business casual."
I usally go "naked casual" because then, if you are improperly dressed, no one will really remember it that way.
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