Yo. I promised.

Helllllooooo from sore-tailbone/whiplashed-neck central. Or, Kevin and I went snowboarding yesterday.

Somehow the camera never made it out of the car and onto the slopes with us, so all's we have to show from our day at Copper Mountain is this:

A picture from the parking lot. Exciting! I think Sara has some pictures of me hitting some sick kickers on her cell phone though...ha ha.

Doggie porn, you say? How about Most Well Behaved Dogs Ever?

Looking at this picture, you'd never know that just minutes earlier there was a big old tussle and hump session. Note the "pink princess pony" sitting so fairly in the middle. I can't believe that cheap old target dollar aisle toy has lasted this long!

No, mama. I'm not going to show all your internet people how much I like to hump Bear.

Why is it that men are so good at Breakfast?

Kev whipped us up an artichoke-feta cheese omelet with toast. And because I have him so incredibly well-trained, he is feverishly washing the skillet BEFORE we eat.

Baby, put the camera DOWN and come eat.

I think Biggie Purrs wishes HE had an omelet too.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to fucking bang my head against the wall. THIS COMPUTER SUCKS.