whiski_sour | A full rich day (Reply)

Today Haley's son Walker turned six, so Carrie and I headed on over for his birthday party.

Such a good time. After cake and presents, all of us kids went out to play. Me, Haley, her little brother Jake, and Walker all tried to play hackey sack. Then the hula hoops came out. Me, Haley, and her stepmom Bobbi all tried our hips at that. We all failed.

But then, Bobbi tries the hula hoop with her leg. Haley tries it, too. They tried it too close together. Haley, while working her hula hoop, stepped in Bobbi's hula hoop just as she started to whip it around. Result? A broken hula hoop and three adults nearly pissing themselves while Carrie took pictures from the porch.

Carrie had a lot of buddy buddy time with Haley's daughter Emma. They were getting very frustrated with me since Emma was trying to give me a thumbs up ("Kiki! Kiki! Thumbs up!"), but I was too busy playing with the other kids and didn't hear them. Carrie and Carla compared me to the other children because of that.

I was in high demand today. Jake, Haley's niece Jenna, and Walker all wanted to play with me. And they all got to; we worked it out. At one point I was playing paddle ball and fencing with a lightsaber at the same time.

And in the "from the mouths of babes" department, Jenna delivered this classic while taking a quick break from fencing with Walker: "I got excited and I think I peed a little, but that's okay. I'll take care of it later."

She'll be four next week. I nearly peed when she said it.

The party broke up after a couple of hours and Haley ended up with a husband going to work the night shift and two kids spending the night with Grandma and Grandpa.

After the party, Carrie and I went home and ate, then Carrie decided she wanted to go to Target to get some things. There was some back and forth and then she called Haley to see if she wanted to go. I decided at the last minute to tag along and voila! Girls night out!

Sure, we just made a quick stop at the mall, spent like an hour in Target, and then hit Steak and Shake for a treat, but it was the best time.

We had an impromptu fashion show. We tried on hats and purses and Haley took pictures of it on her cell phone (she's supposed to be emailing them to me). My sister is going to wonder what the hell we were drinking because Haley sent all of them to her.

Carrie ditched us in the condom/tampon aisle because she was sure we would embarrass her. Haley and I were very civilized pointing out that if the product has anything to do with the vag, it's all lumped into one aisle. And when we met up with Carrie in the main aisle, Haley announced, maybe a little louder than she should have, that they sold vibrating cock rings.

After a little more shopping, we made it to the shoes. Yes, shoes were tried on. Haley tried on a pair that looked like they were better off left in the 70's and totally pulled them off. I tried on a pair of bitch heels that looked good, but I would have killed myself in. Carrie spent her time looking at the flip flops. For some reason, she thinks she needs more of those things.

We moved on to the clothes. Carrie got a cute dress, I coveted a cute dress, and Haley found a...I have no idea what it was. A sunsuit for grownups. It was like a shorts jumpsuit that tied at the neck. I don't know. It would have required you to get completely undressed to pee. It wasn't the only one on the clearance rack, but knowing that it was eleven dollars didn't seem to make anything better.

Carrie found a cute dress for Haley. Unfortunately, there's no way Haley's boobies would completely fit into the dress. When Carrie pointed out that she could just wear it for her husband, Haley said that she wouldn't be wearing it long enough to make it worth the money.

We left Target and headed for Steak N Shake for...well, shakes. And Haley got a five way chili mac. We discussed plans for my sister's homecoming in August/September.

While we were there, this couple came in. The guy looked like an old biker and the girl looked like Abby's (from NCIS) older sister. I was digging their groove. We left a little after they did. Their ride? A 1940's (I'm guessing '49 from the plate) Bonneville painted flat black with red and orange flames. I was drooling. It was gorgeous.

On the way home it was decided that it doesn't matter where you go, so long as the company is good. We had an awesome time.

Also, Carrie bought me a 2 dollar pink flamingo to put in the front yard. And I did. I'll have to take pictures tomorrow.