This past weekend, I joked with someone that the reason I teach high school is because my students can control their own bodily functions. Yesterday, a kid puked in my room (second time of my career). Well played, fate or irony or karma or whatever is responsible for that turn of events.
Today, you get to meet Rudy, my parents' other Parti Yorkie. He's not as much of a ham like his brother Sammy. Just like Sammy's ears perk up really high, Rudy's hair stands up pretty straight, which is why Dad and I have taken to calling him Rooster.
I am so excited for this coming weekend for two reasons. One, Jeff and I actually have a party to attend. Two, Mom is coming over to our apartment so that we can both watch Frozen for the first time. Woo!
By the way, I watched this video and cried. I recommend it.
Cardigan: LOFT (old)
Shirt: Old Navy
Jeans: American Eagle
Boots: Eitenne Aigner via Macy's
Necklace: J.Crew Factory
HIS HAIR. Bahahaha. His side-eyed stare? Too funny.
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