ecstasy.

james thinks i’m funny

one of our many goals in life is to not laugh at each other. i don’t know why we do this, but it makes those times when we actually do laugh that much funnier. we also use the comedic rule of three. you’ve never heard of this?? well, you’re welcome, i may have just changed your life. i was on a role yesterday. we were driving in the car and listening to the new weezer album (which by the way is totally awesome). we were stopped at a light and i decided that i wanted to make james laugh. so i commenced raising the roof like a total dork. he didn’t laugh at first, obviously, so i just kept going. i knew that he would laugh if i did it long enough. with each passing second my moves got a little more rhythm-less and my face got a little bit uglier. success.

then the rapping started (what? rap in a weezer song, preposterous!) and i (of course) rapped all the words like a pro. i even got the gangsta hand movements down to a science. i wasn’t even trying to make james laugh, but i guess i am just so naturally hilarious.

comedic rule of three: do or say anything three times = laughter. really, try it.

she doesn’t know whether to laugh or cry

so stinkin' cute from Mary McAllister on Vimeo.

a day at the park (and tons and tons of pictures… mom)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Untitled from Mary McAllister on Vimeo.

big buddies

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

i love me some Gabers

rrrrrroad trip

we drove to houston yesterday.  we love to take any opportunity possible to see family, and this weekend we both have time off from work and school. so we drove… all eight hours. i decided to take a picture for every hour. you can tell that i became more and more delirious as time went on.

2:30 pm- just about to leave, james being a dork

 3:30 pm- he was snoring

4:30 pm- he finally woke up, now i can rock out to la musica

 5:30 pm-the delirium is starting

6:30 pm- getting sick of driving, time to switch

 7:30 pm- that’s better, james only closed his eyes for the split second that the flash went off

 8:30 pm- i wanted to be cool and close my eyes too

 9:30 pm- full on delirium

we made it safe and sound and are enjoying our weekend!