Or maybe you never did.
Maybe I’m just a nerd.
Anyhow, that’s always been the case with Madame Tussauds and my good self and it is on my list of things to do in Vegas. (That nerd thing comes to mind yet again… )
We take Rob’s son Mr. R with us.
Mr. R is only 5 and I am having great conversations with him. Either this kid is a genius or… Hmm…
Photo bombed by George and Julia.
I am meanwhile testing my crushes on these almost real representations of these guys.
George failed the test – sorry George, my crush on you is *ping* deleted!
Girl-crush on Julia survived – she’s awesome!
I asked him what the big deal was about marriage… he couldn’t answer.
I really want him, Jim and Janis to come back to life and give me and my friends a private concert, like a jam session. Is that too much to ask for??
She’s what I call a ‘little big person’ – small but potent.
He *does* look quite a bit taller than me here but, in all fairness, he *is* standing on his toes!
By the way, he had little beads of sweat rolling down his (fuzz-hairy) armpits. Don’t know whether to applaud the detail or up-chuck because of it. Eeeew!
Always thought Rob’s Sagittarian honesty and brilliant Harvard mind were the secrets to his success but I see he takes Turkish-style shortcuts.
I used to have a crush on him.
It was the 80’s; people did things like wear shoulder pads and plastic earrings.
Don’t judge me.
Hmmm… nice hands 😉
Snoop is a dirrrty dawwg and I love him!
I could feel through the corner of my eye that this guy was just unashamedly, fixedly staring at me. It was making me uncomfortable. I turned to face the music and it turned out to be Simon.
He won the staring contest…
The secret to Tiger’s success.
Rob’s very helpful that way.
And in many other ways actually.
Bless his gentle heart 🙂
Miow miow 🙂
