Hello from the other side of Christmas! I still have that ubiquitous holiday hangover that comes from too many cookies, days off work, and spending quality time with favorites (the cats, obviously). So while I’m still trying to get my head out of the clouds, here is a photo story of Chooch and me not being able to jump at the same goddamn time yesterday during our annual Christmas in the Cemetery thing that we do. Henry was ashamed.
I mean, is it us, though, or is it really Henry being too slow to take the damn picture.
I dunno, man. I had a lot of energy yesterday.
I was really trying not to pee.
I almost broke my ankle on this one.
You would think that with all the rockstar jumps that Jillian Michaels had us doing (apologies again to our neighbors, Blake and Haley), we’d really excel at this.
Chooch just walked by and mumbled, “wow” at the memory of these.
Maybe our 2020 resolution should be to practice this every day.