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Kaylee loves to make her "monkey face". She actually calls it "Danny David Monkey Face" because our friends Danny and David (brothers) are the ones who taught it to her. Very cute. Of course.
<—As long-time readers of my blog have been aware, I have searched the greater Orlando area for a breakfast burrito that matches the quality and quantity found at countless independent restaurants in Souther California. Or at least Del Taco. Beto's was certainly a hit, but I was pleased to see that Wendy's added a breakfast menu with a breakfast burrito. I got a coupon to get a free one, tried it out, and have to dub it the best fast food breakfast burrito other than Del Taco's. I've included some items for size reference.
This bug was on our bumper. I have no idea what it is, but it looks COOL. —>
<—We had a birthday cake at work the other week. Then later in the day, the lady at the grill on property gave us some free cookies. And so I decided to combine the best of both worlds and create the "cake cookie". Notice that this is different than a "cookie cake" that one might find at Mrs. Fields or whatnot.
From bottom to top we have: chocolate chip cookie, icing, thinly-sliced sheet cake, and then more icing. It was delicious, but after about two bites I had to throw it away.
Okay, funny story about this picture. I bought this belt because I'd never seen a buckle like it before. You can kinda see that it's got this sliding bar thing that presses the leather against the buckle, holding it (mostly) snug. That means that there are no holes, which means the belt can be as infinitely fit or loose as you'd like. It doesn't matter how much weight I lose (about 25 pounds so far), I'll be able to use this belt.
So, I'm taking this picture to show all you wonderful people this amazing belt technology. I'm standing in my cube, with my shirt pulled up, and photographing the buckle. And in the midst of this, my co-worker (not near-worker), comes around the corner to talk to me. There I am, apparently removing clothing to photograph my "lower" regions.
He stops, takes one look at this, says "I don't want to know", and turns around and leave. Classic.
Here's a picture of our Thanksgiving turkey that I wrote about earlier. Witness Laura in the action shot!
<—Am I the only one who likes to leave the wrapper on blow pops and pretend it's a super-hero cape?
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