I'm putting the finishing touches on my second Christmas post tonight, but typepad is acting all weird and having issues with my photos and text. So I thought I'd write up a quick post to tell you a funny story that happened on Saturday night. Actually, I'll let Darin tell you. He's funnier than I am anyway.
Hello everyone. Long time. Did you do something different with your hair? It looks amazing. Well anyway, Deanna wanted me to tell you about a conversation that I had with my good friend and the godfather of our little girls, Tyler Ray.
To set the stage, we all were going out to thank Tyler and Stacey (his wife, girls' godmother, etc.) for watching the girls as we took a CPR/1st Aid class for our foster care license. We wanted good food and since we were in Silverdale, the only real option was Silver City. This being Saturday night, the place was packed and with our table of 6, the wait was stated to be 30 minutes (it was more like 55). After a short rock-paper-scissors match between Deanna and I (she always wins) it was determined that Stacey and Deanna would stay and chat while Tyler and I took the girls across the parking lot to the mall to play for a few minutes while we waited for our table. I know, Deanna promised this would be funny, stick with me...
So we're walking through the mall parking lot, each of us is holding a little girl's hand, and the conversation goes like this:
Me: ...yeah, and in the mall is Hales, but we've heard that the food isn't as good as Silver City.
Daisy (singing in the background to herself): The sun will come out, tomorrow...
Tyler: Hmm, that's too bad, their beer is good.
Me: Yeah. Oh well. (Pause) You know, I bet to some people we look like the gay couple that adopted two cute little blond girls.
Tyler: Yeah, I was kinda worried about that perception too.
Me, along with Daisy (This is where the part of my brain that lives with girls all day, every day, kicked in): TOMORROW, TOMORROW, I LOVE YA, TOMORROW, YOU'RE ONLY A DAY AWAY. TOMORROW--
Tyler, interrupting: Um...the show tunes probably don't help.
Yeah, probably not. It also occurs to me that earlier I told you your hair looks amazing. What I meant to say is, "Grunt, hack, spit, belch. Yo!"
Have a FABULOUS day!!!
This literally made me laugh out loud. I love it!
Posted by: Christen | January 13, 2012 at 06:51 PM
Very manly. Kevin and Joe run into this problem when they have all 5 kids.
Posted by: Jen | January 14, 2012 at 02:38 AM
Too funny!
Posted by: Mom | January 14, 2012 at 11:53 AM
[This is a low blow, but you know I love you and I have to say it anyway]
You're assuming that people only assume this about the two of you... in context.
[hehe]
Posted by: Sierra Stover | January 15, 2012 at 10:37 AM
Yes! too funny! Kerry and my brother took the boys to the waterslides once and I think they felt the same.
But they weren't singing show tunes ;D
Posted by: Julie | January 15, 2012 at 06:47 PM