She met my fantasy love swede (please ignore the 2 tools on the right). And he is apparently very tall and kind enough to pose for photos with people who aren't busy pretending they're too cool to gawk at celebrities because they are at hipsters and they are at Coachella.
When she called me, I wanted so desperately to be giddy with excitement, but there was another part of me, a pretty big one, that was jealous. And, as if I didn't already have enough fodder for jealousy, I had to be reminded that God gave her legs like these:
|(max's godmother Heather (i know, he scored) and Tia Mcleggerson in the hot pants)|
But it's cool God, I get it. Clearly I needed sturdier legs to support my massive butt.
Have a Happy Easter Lovelies!