Let me just start by saying, be ever so careful when you take pictures with your cell phone. You never know who might see them. With that being said... this morning, when the cleaning ladies were over, I overheard Swayze showing Edila some pictures. I had just assumed she was showing her the pictures on the wall. Next thing I know, I hear Swayze say, "Wook Edila, that'th my dad!" And then I hear a roar of laughter, so I came out into the hall to see which picture she was talking about. Edila then handed my my phone. Oh. My. Goodness. I knew exactly which picture she had seen. A few months ago, I was walking past the bathroom and my Tommy was doing his "biz-nass," pants around his ankles, talking on his cell phone and on his COMPUTER. I couldn't resist, so I snapped his picture. He quickly threatened me with my life if I ever put it on the blog. I have been oh so tempted a few times to post it, i.e. remember him taking me to the top of "Mount Everest" last weekend in Utah? Tempting my darlings. Very tempting.
Anyhoo, I made Edila pinky swear promise me that she wouldn't tell Tommy she had seen the picture. Meanwhile, 2 hours later, as I'm sitting here typing, I can still hear her cackling around the house. I'm so wishing now that I had paid better attention in Mrs. Lindgren's Spanish class instead of getting my flirt on with David Viveiros. Or maybe not. Maybe it's better I don't know what they're saying. Ugh.
