Friday, March 16, 2012

I love to play

The blog game of "Where was I last year at this time?" It tickles me to no end. And I don't even need machine guns to play it.

So where was I last March 16? Losing cars and vomiting dots.

Snort, snort.

My aunt has continued her dot streak. Look what she did for Junior's belated Christmas gift:

The crazy thing is, it looks like she was a year ahead of the trend:

The more I see of the dots, the more the look has started to grow on me.

Heck, I even read an article detailing the history of the dots. And now I've gone and written a post about dots.

Avoiding work? Who, me?


Pricilla said...

So you've gone dotty?

VandyJ said...

Some dots are better than others. Not a huge fan of large dots or multicolored dots.
However the ice cream dots are pretty good.

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