GOTTA BE PROUD.

I just got back from one trip today, and I'm leaving again tomorrow so I wanted to throw a quick BLOG up.  Marc and I went to a "White Trash Bash" party two weeks ago Friday and the invitation said, "Bring your own mullet B*!ches...so we did.  It was a toss up on who would be the designated driver, but I quickly agreed after Marc said, "I have to drink if I'm going to wear this thing."  I laughed so hard when he put it on at home that I "liked it better than the Pirates of Penzance" if you know what I mean.  Alex was another story.  At first, he told Marc, "I don't like that.  Take it off."  We explained that it's just a costume, just like he wore a Buzz Lightyear costume at Halloween.  By the time we left for the party he wanted to try it on.  It looks even more white trash on Alex since the party in the back is almost down to his waist.  I wore my good old Reno 911 costume from EWS last year.  The other funny part was that the party was at our friends' house on base so we could not drive through the front gate in our costumes.  We took off the wigs and I put on big baggy sweatpants and a sweatshirt, while Marc put a tshirt over his sleeveless beauty.  Enjoy these classic photos, notice the Busch Light...they also had Pap's Blue Ribbon in a can.  Darla, I brought your cheeseball and everyone LOVED it!