
Uh huh, that's right, just looking cool for that embassy appointment on Monday. Perhaps I'll wear my pink shirt, or my pink culottes, or maybe even those pink Dora the Explorer pull-ups I've been admiring. I gotta look good for my pink appointment. Perhaps I'll blow a call in to Guncle Steve. He's good with pink. He can tell me what all the fellas are wearing. No matter what, I know I'll be looking good.
It's hard to believe we will actually be leaving. I mean c'mon, I was just born like 2 or so years ago. Mom was a little upset that we weren't leaving Friday as planned. Well, that was until dad booked us three nights in the executive suite at the Hotel Grand Tikal Futura. That means the Tikal's grand hotel in the future. I think we might be probed by aliens. Anyway, it's connected to a mall, something mom claims is really cool, so she is saying a few more days is no big deal. She says it's more fun than the Bodegona, but I'll be the judge of that. Sorry to any folks who don't get my obscure reference. And yes, it's my dad. Of course he found a deal on the hotel. It's what he does.
And thanks to our dear friends the Blasingames, we're gonna be going home in style on Wednesday. First class baby. "Umm, excuse me. I believe that my sippy cup has run a little low on champagne." Hopefully they'll be showing a Toy Story marathon. I'm sure if i flash them a quick smile and a little "deet" I'll be taken care of.
Anyway, I have to say I'm pretty excited to get moving on. New adventures await with snow, cold, Foxy, Rufus, stuffed pizza and a party for who else but me on the 14th at Guncle Steve's bar The Wild Pug. Everyone's invited!!!!
Getting excited! See you soon. Stay cool,
El Jefe Max, and Mom and Dad.
Besitos!!