Hearbeat, it's a lovebeat

The soothing tones of Family Defranco tell us that a lovebeat is good vibration. Fortunately our little one has a strong beating heart. That is surprising because the baby’s mother accused me of not having a heart at all. This was in the process of a post baby doctor trip to the mall to look for a new Easter dress.

Why, you ask, does Lindsey need another Easter dress? Didn't she buy one on Saturday?

Yes.............she purchased an Easter dress the other day. She didn't need a dress but since we were in the big city then we at least have to make a trip to the mall to see. She knows I love spending time with her in all but two scenarios. One scenario involves her, two bottles of mad dog 2020 and a late night trip to taco bell. If you ever get in my 4runner and smell a mix of mulberry, chalupa’s and flatulence then I will tell you the story of scenario one, also known as our second anniversary.

Scenario two is clothes shopping. I would rather be probed by aliens, outer space or illegal, than to go clothes shopping with anyone. Why are there so many outfits in the women’s department? I guess I should rephrase that. There is not just a women’s department, there is a juniors, misses, petite, hi brow, low brow, even a unibrow. And we went to each section in each store. Have I mentioned that I hate shopping? It would be different if we were going to go clothes buying. That means there is a particular item that we have in mind to purchase. Shopping is looking in every store on every rack at every item. Nails on a chalkboard, repeated kicks to the groin, bamboo under the fingernails, making me go clothes shopping. They are all forms of inhumane torture.


The Dr. said all is well and he will see us again on April 16th.