That's me, circa 2007 with my one human. And then I wrought this on humanity:
Oh.... the humanity...
A few weeks ago, the husband gave a ride to some folks from church and they were surprised/shocked/freaked out to hear the radio station in the car - it was a normal rock station, heck, a mild one at that, but they were new to the church and were like - "Bishops listen to rock music??" It was pretty funny. Especially if you know the husband. I can't resist sharing this pre-shackled husband pic:
The caption is there because I used that on the treblemaker blog and I'm not sure where I put the original, but let's focus on the crazed bass player pose there. Niiiice. I was thinking of that when I snapped this pic at that 80s party last week and put it on instagram.
2 comments:
I love November so much due in large part to your daily bloggingness. Ha ha! You are the best!
--kimbo
Something about the juxtaposition of what I know of your husband (spent time living in his house) and some of the pictures you have of him, just blows my mind.
Seriously. Impressive.
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