Reasons Not To...

...go to Target on a Saturday.

1) You may inadvertantly spend $250.00 on necessities, when you were really planning to spend $100.00. (I swear the only frivolities were a $7.00 Harry Potter book and a $3.00 tube for the pool.)
2) You may drop some band-aids on the floor, at which time it seems that your boyfriend is having a rather intense reaction to this occurence ("Ummm...Maryse...." in a concerned tone of voice,) which is, of course, when you realize that your skirt zipper has unzipped down half the side of your leg. You spend the rest of your time at Target wondering how long your undies have been exposed for.
3) After all that, you may actually forget the dental floss, calcium, and plastic wrap.

They Jumped The Fence

Last night we were going for a late evening swim before bed. It was a little after nine, and it seemed like the perfect night for it. As we were swimming around, a security guard and a couple began a conversation outside of the pool. The security guard was coming up to make sure the gate to the pool was closed.

Security Guard: "Oh, I'm just checking to make sure the gate is closed."

Woman: "Well, they might have left it open so they can get out. They might not have a key. Who knows how they got in there anyway."

Security Guard: "I'm just checking the gate for now."

Woman: "They can only be there until a certain time anyway, shouldn't they be out of there?"

Security Guard: "No, they have until ten."

It's one of those conversations that I wish I had on video tape. Not because it is all that funny by itself, but just because it would illuminate the circumstances a little bit. First, there really isn't a reason why anyone would ever sneak into that pool. It is a gated community, and then the pool has a gate too. Not to mention that if you're going to sneak into a pool, why not choose a special pool with a waterfall or a diving board or something. Our pool is nice, but it's just a little rectangle. Go sneak into the Flamingo or something. Second, when the lady was complaining that we were in the pool too late, we weren't even doing anything. We weren't talking, we weren't splashing, we were not being anymore noisy than the couple pulling their suitcases along the sidewalk. I couldn't figure out how our presence in the pool was really affecting the couple.

Get Up On It

We went to the park on Friday night after a failed attempt at going to the drive-in. There was a couple there with three dogs. It was an odd mix of dogs. They had a big black dog that looked like a lab, a small black dog that looked like a weiner dog, and a floofy white dog like a shih tzu. The funniest thing was that they had a stroller for the shih tzu. They kept trying to get the dog into the stroller to push it around, and the dog kept jumping out. Then the big black dog just refused to stand up at all. The woman was trying lift him up from the middle, and he just went limp and kept laying there. I wish I had a little video of it. Maybe he liked the way the cool grass felt or something.

Celebrate!

VBG and I turned 27 recently, and VBG threw a huge party for our birthdays. It was super. I drank Medio y Medio, and spent the night dancing under the disco ball. At one point, I went into the other room to get some food. A guy in the room stopped me and said, "Wait a minute...if you're in here, then who's dancing???" An excellent way to turn 27, I must say.
Thanks VBG!