Millerade? Is that a new product idea?

Last night I stayed too late at the office and missed my yoga class, so instead I called Bo and told him we should just take Joe for a walk. So after scarfing down some cereal (we were both starving!) we suited up and got Joe on the leash. Sadly, I wear tennis shoes so infrequently that my dog assumes that they are put on specifically for his entertainment purposes. I come out with them in hand, and he starts jumping up and down and pacing in utter joy.

The funny part was what Bo decided was proper "walking attire." Now that he has to dress professionally for work, he usually changes into some shorts the minute he gets home and just wears his white undershirt around. Redneck Chic. Last night, he also decided that he wanted to unwind with a beer and at some unknown point in time to me, he purchased Miller Chill (the kind with lime flavor added). Gross. But he didn't have time to finish it all before we were ready to go for a walk.

So we are walking up the driveway, or should I say being dragged by a hundred pounds of furry excitement, and he is hurriedly trying to finish it. I laughed at him and told him how appropriate it was that he was chugging half a beer before we exercised. He agreed, and thought it was wiser to drink it slowly. As we walked.

I cannot tell you how hysterical it was to see us. Yesterday was the first time Bo looked at my stomach and said I am really starting to show, but I told him that walking next to him, my beer drinking leash-holder, people probably would just assume that I have a beer belly! We had such a good laugh. If only I could have found my camera!