Today I got yelled at by a homeless woman.
It really took me a second to realize she was talking to me because she was yelling ridiculous things.
Things like, "I don't support your lifestyle!"
(How does she know I'm Mormon?)
"You shouldn't be raising children!"
(Well, I don't have kids, but I think Mormons make great, loving parents.)
And then I realized this is what she was looking at:
And I realized she thought Lisa and I were partners
and that we must be raising two darling little girls together.
Let me clarify. I am straight and I am open to dates with MEN ONLY.
And these are Lisa's nieces.
Today Lisa's sister, Traci, asked if we would watch the girls while she picked up some things for work. We happily agreed because
1.) We love Traci and
2.) We love the girls.
So we took them for lunch and ice cream before returning them to their mother.
Unfortunately about three minutes after leaving us, Traci's car had other plans for her afternoon. And those plans involved two FBI Security guards and a kind stranger pushing the smoking car across Pennsylvania Ave. Yep, the car broke down.
While Traci called AAA and her husband, and Lisa metro-ed home to Arlington for her car, and roommate Katie met her at the metro with her car so she could drive back into the city to save the day and so Traci could get home,
I took Leah to the Natural History Museum:
The car will be fine. And hanging out with kids is always a good way to spend the day.
And I guess I always have a back up plan...
Kidding! But let me remind you, I am:
1.) Open to dates.
2.) Men only.
3.) I am open to dates.











