Conversation with my dogs:
me: "So guys, in a few weeks I'll be working with baby bears everyday."
dogs: *blank stare*
me: "Here's what I was thinking. I figure I can slowly train the bears to follow my commands while I care for them. Then, over time, I can have an army of baby bears."
dogs: *blank stare, tail thump*
me: "Then, once I have compiled my army, nothing can stop me! See something I like, have baby bears use cuteness to obtain it and fetch it for me. Someone's mean to me, charm them with adorable baby bears then have them bite their kneecaps and run. I could take over the world! I could conquer the world with commands and cuteness!!"
dogs: *frantic tail thumps*
I decided to perceive the frantic tail thumps as enthusiastic approval, even though it stared right after I opened a bag of chips. Therefore, I am right and SHALL HAVE AN ARMY OF CUTENESS. That is all.

Red Robin

So, the other day I was out having a girlie-shopping day with my in-laws and we decided to eat at Red Robin. Which, come on now, has to be one of the best places ever. I will forever give my undying devotion to a place that will put pineapple on a burger and give me endless baskets of fries. But anyway, back to the story, so we sit and are waiting for the server and lo and behold the coolest guy ever comes up. He looks like a tatted up version of berry White, if he was buff instead of hefty. Then this guy opens his mouth and began to speak and i swear angels were flowing forth from his vocal chords. Server guy had a voice that was a combination of Berry White and Morgan Freeman. It was like if they had a baby and it lived in this guy's voice box. So, I proceeded to promptly tell him he should record children's stories, and he proceeded to look at me like I was a crazy lady. So, for the rest of the meal, we discussed whether to name him Morgan Berry Freeman or Berry Freeman White. I feel like I should go back and ask for his opinion. and also force him to read me a story.