Well. That was fun.
Obviously you noticed I was gone. Yes, obviously. Don't think for a minute that I don't realize how hard it is for y'all to get through your day without your daily dose of Bluepaintred.
Narcissism at its finest, people!
Side note: Rainbow Man thinks I should start calling myself Purple. He also thinks no one will understand the logic behind that statement. Pfft. He's clever like his daddy, that boy.
So we went camping, in case you couldn't tell from the post below. But it was all very sudden. I think I've mentioned a few times here on BPR that I babysit a little girl. Her mom called me at one on the First, and said she had lined up alternative childcare and we were free to go.
We packed fast, and forgot a few key things, but were on our way by two. YaY!
As I know you are all on the edge of your seats wondering if I managed to solve the disgusting prospect of Bush Coffee dilemma, here is photo evidence that I can rise above all and triumph in the glory that is coffee!
It seems that in certain emergency situations - such as a Quest for Coffee - it is permissible to take the only pair of socks that you remembered to pack for your husband - the husband whose feet are always cold, even in 90+ temperatures - and use them like pot holders.
It's even funnier when he puts them back on :o)