I wore this:
But, I mean, is that all that exciting?
Instead I’ll tell ya: I drove mi padre to the North American International Auto Show today. (BACK SEAT DRIVER. GET OUT MAH CAR. At one point I was like, “Tell me how to do one more thing, and I will tell you to get out and walk. We’re not that far from where you need to be.” #threats (Other side note: one time, when we were little, my dad was driving a bunch of us to the sledding hill and one of the younger kids was like, “Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet?” and eventually my dad muttered, “Yeah. We’re here. Get out.” But, we weren’t there. Fun fact. Memory Lane).)
This was him on the way back to the car, after he partied all day.
So now I’m home and it’s chick flick night and…Franklin is sleeping like a precious, snuggly little baby.
Until tomorrow, gooberfishies!!