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Today was President’s Day. Which meant that the average American worker got the liberty of staying at home, in stretch pants, gorging himself on junk food and American pride. Sadly, James is not the average American worker and his commie company had him in the office at 8am. Nonetheless, I held it down with some breakfast burritos and our lovely out-of-town guests in his stead. Nothing pays homage to our forefathers better than greasy Mexican food and a PINK PARTY DRESS! (see below) I dolled Sunny up in this here ensemble because, well, frankly, in 4 months when it is SUPPOSED to fit her, it won’t. And Williamstown may or may not still be a thick tundra of snow. In May. So I figured that we should make the most of it in today’s 75 degrees of perfection. On a HOLIDAY no less.

Have I mentioned I’m never leaving Southern California? Oh yeah, because I’m not. I was on the phone with the dog shipping company this afternoon (guess they are commie bastards too, eh?) and the woman was all, So you need the dog to travel next week? and I’m all, UM NO! That’s crazy talk! and she’s all, Ma’am, you do realize that NEXT week is the 25th of February, the day you said that your movers were scheduled? and I’m all, FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!

Yep, that pretty much sums things up. That and the fact that I have the cutest baby on planet Earth. Objectively speaking of course.