Friday is my errands-running day so I'm off shortly to get shit done, but first I thought I'd pop in here and let you all know how the Great Pilgrim Standoff of 2012 is going.
So far Ryan is refusing to wear the pilgrim costume. Also, yesterday he shaved like usual which I assume means he is also not growing a beard. Because believe me, there is now no way Ryan can grow a respectable beard in time for Thanksgiving. Truly if that was his aim he would have had to start like a week before last Tuesday.
He is also refusing to wear a "Colonial Man" costume complete with wig (instead of beard.)
"Nothing with shoes that buckle Lauren."
|"Let me tell you something about my good friend George Washington, he sometimes totally does tell lies. Just yesterday he told me this outfit looked ridiculous."|
And a turkey costume even though it looks super comfy and warm.
"No way. I know you too well to wear something like that. You will just pretend to like, gnaw on my arms all day and fall asleep every time I say something and claim it was the tryptophan." And then I pretended to fall asleep and he was like "What now?" And I was like "Huh it seems you don't even need to be dressed like a tryptophan-filled turkey to bore me to sleep."
|I was like "But look at the range of movement this costume allows you, you could like, play basketball with the neighbor kids in it if you wanted."|
I'm really sad that Ryan won't dress up for me. Especially because of this. ::sigh::
|Now that is a REAL MAN.|
But since I don't easily give up on a notion once it has tickled my fancy, I did order this costume this morning. (From Target)
|And then I will roll the windows down and blast "Rudolph The Red Nosed Reindeer" every time we are driving somewhere.|