Saturday night we celebrated Captain RedBeard’s birthday. By Captain RedBeard, I mean my little brother, Timmy (Pronounced timMAY! a la South Park).
We celebrated with a pirate themed pub crawl through some of Seattle’s finest drinking establishments, led by the soon-to-be Mrs. RedBeard, Mel.
Mr. H and I dressed the part as well.
What? You’ve never seen a pirate wearing an argyle sweater?
Yar!
Then Grandma called to say Gem was missing me, and I did my best not to drive like a bat out of hell all the way home. This was the first time we’d left her to go out and play.
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Looks like fun. =)
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Glad you had fun, and it’s good to have grown up time away from baby periodically, no matter how guilty it may make you feel!
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Surprisingly enough, I *have* seen a pirate in an argyle sweater.
It was Arrrrrrrrguably an interesting fashion statement, but he really pulled it off…. when he got home of course, he needed help GETTING it off, you know cause of the hook…..
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