True Stories

True Story, I am running a 5K with my 400 of my coworkers tomorrow, but haven't ran more than a mile since I became pregnant with Jackson. That was 1.5 years ago if you're counting.


True Story, I had fried ice cream for the first time in my life tonight. It was delish. 


True Story, I also had a white peppermint mocha from Starbucks today. It was like heaven in my mouth. Clearly I am having a very unhealthy day. Which is probably why I feel so gross. The mocha was totally worth it.


True Story, Dan and I started a system where we each get "allowances" every week. I think I would be perfectly happy spending my entire allowance on Starbucks. (I'll write more on this "allowance" system later this week. It also involves the true story that our family budget excel sheet now is up to 8 workbooks and I love each and every one of them dearly.)


True Story, JP started wearing his winter PJ's this week. You know, the ones with the little footies. Babies in footy PJs are probably one of the cutest things ever. 


True Story, Dan showed me this website -here- this guy bought a McDonald's burger in 1996 and takes a photo of the same burger every 6 months. It still looks the same. It is still in tact. People feed their kids McDonalds every day. Tell me what is wrong with this picture!


True Story, last night I walked into the living room and clearly Dan has somewhat lost his mind. He had the TV on. Since we turned off all cable the TV just picks up a few very random stations. He must have been desperate. This is what he was watching: (PS: sorry for the shaky camera but I was literally on the ground shaking I was laughing so hard).  (PSS: Also note that he had his popcorn and everything in hand, like he was watching some fabulous movie or something!)