Today I had every intention of sharing our California trip. I am currently still editing the photos and teaching myself a lot in Adobe Lightroom. Pretty cool software might I add. So instead, I will share something sort of about California.
I woke up this morning remembering a dream I had last night. Last night I dreamed that Toby was really Tupac and the reason we went to California last week was to visit him?! When we got there we found out he was dead. Weird? I think yes but I also think it had something to do with listening to “California Love” last night before bed.
To make things weirder and to free myself from midday boredom, I dressed Toby like Tupac and started calling him Tobpac Shakur. Since then, he’s been singing his favorite Tupac lyrics,
“Out on bail fresh outta jail, California dreamin
Soon as I stepped on the scene, I’m hearin hoochies screamin”
I’m away to yell at our neighbor for letting his dog poop in our yard by our mailbox. GUH!
— USE A BAG AND CLEAN UP AFTER YOUR DOG!