Im a little irritated today (what else is new, right?) because I cant find my cinco de mayo shirt. Rats. I wish I could say I had a big Mexican dinner planned, but I dont. There is baseball tonight, so dinner is kind of up in the air. Maybe Taco Bell,not real Mexican I know, but it will have to do. Anyway, here is a little Cinco De Mayo photo for your viewing pleasure.
My boy Joey being a good sport. He HATES this kind of crap. It was fun though. To see her majesty being tortured in a simular manner, go here
4 comments:
AAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Poor Joey.
I know...I heart him, and he hearts me so we make sacrifices for one another. He is my bug...I must kiss him now...
Oh, Joey...you need to come visit the P house. We do not torment sweet little dogs with clothing...we just put sweaters on them when it snows outside. :)
Erin, he would love Lily and Caedmon!
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