But do you know what was even less my idea of fun? Having Sarah dress me up in a veil when we got back to Indiana.
The fake pearl necklaces were not my idea, either.
I really did not need this. It's freezing cold here, I've been dragged all over the midwest this last week, and the last thing I want is to have to deal with Sarah's desire to dress me up. Hopefully, things will get better soon. It's at least supposed to be warmer this weekend, giving me the chance to play in some mud and mess up the house.
You may now kiss my butt, Sarah.