Last night we went to a student BBQ at St. Hanshaugen park. When we arrived there was a sea of students and of course there were no hot dogs left. Next time (I think I’ll be busy that day!) we’ll bring some drinks, that’s for sure! I was wondering if you could drink in public parks, but there seems to be no problem at all.
So we went home early for a Tuesday night dinner. It was lovely.
Hot dogs aren’t good for you anyways. You probably made a more nutritious dinner at “home”. Love love you
Wow, that’s a lot of white people.
What Evan said.
Olive was very disappointed to hear all the good-looking puppies were gone by the time you were at the bbq. I had to explain to her that “hot dogs” does not mean good-looking puppies…she was very disappointed and a little red in the face…thank you for all the wonderful stories of your adventures! Olive and I read them during our middle of the night feeds 🙂 Keep them coming or I may have to convince Olive to start sleeping through the night! No point in waking if there isn’t a story to read to her, 😉 Thinking of you!
Oh Olive, just like your mom. Hot dogs, still laughing 😉
Miss you lots too, Michelle. It would be nice to visit you and Olive at home.