I went to Party City and got a hat and pretty much stoned my friend’s husband. Who is also our pastor. Kind of. It’s complicated.

Saturday, February 11th, 2012 at 9:12 am

Some of you may already know that I recently found out that I’m a Viking. I’m being serious. I find this very awesome and more than a little fitting because I really enjoyed How To Train Your Dragon and I don’t even like cartoons. So when I ran across this Viking helmet while shopping at Party City with my friend, Marty, I just knew I had to have it.

And I knew it wouldn’t be appropriate to have my picture taken while wearing a Viking helmet in the store without making duck face. Also, that mustache guy on the side of the picture is creating some sort of optical illusion like he’s floating just beside my head. It’s a little weird.

Our husband’s showed up after a while and, like the little children they so often are, they started playing with the other hats and I managed to get this somewhat humorous picture.

The man I married is the photo bomber in the back with the fur water buffalo hat. I’m so proud.
Also, I accidentally threw something at my friend’s husband’s face because I thought it was just a very, very, very soft rubbery squishy ball, which it was, but it had a rock in it or something because it pretty much knocked him out. Technically.

Okay, not really. But he said Ow.

P.S. And I’d like to shout out a little hey how ya doin’ to Sydney. No. Not the city in Australia. Sydney (Sidney?) is actually a person I don’t know but heard about and think she’s probably very likable.

P.S.S. Don’t worry about trying to understand the P.S. Or any of this post actually.