How he did it.

Okay, it's cute. Story first, then pictures.

Pete mentioned that we should head the City Museum soon. I thought that sounded dandy. So he sent out a message on facebook to a bunch of other friends, saying "Who wants to play at the city museum on Friday!?" Some people responded and an event was formed.

This past Friday, we all met there around 7 PM. As soon as we got into the museum I had to use the facilities REALLY badly and ran into the bathroom. I came out and the gang was all, "Let's go upstairs first." I thought that was weird. If you've been to the City Museum, you would understand. The first floor/second floor is where all the fun stuff is, where you climb and jump and go down slides and crawl. Usually, you start there and then go inside/upstairs to cool off and lay around in the air-conditioning.

So, I thought it was weird that we were STARTING the evening on the third floor. We trek up the three flights of stairs and head to the Museum of Mirth, Mystery, and Mayhem. As soon as we set foot inside, I was rooting through my pockets to find the quarters I had bought to play pinball when Pete said, "let's get our photobooth pictures taken first before we get all hot and sweaty". That made sense, so we headed over to the photobooth and got inside.

I was sitting on his lap as I fed the bills inside the machine. The first picture is cute. The second picture is awkward because he's shifting his weight to get into his pocket and I have to move. The third picture? Well...



Also, here's a picture of my ring:


Sorry the photobooth picture is teeny tiny and the ring picture is gigantic. I'm trying to figure out how to resize it...bear with me!