Tuesday, September 2nd, 2008Mr. and Mrs. Shoo Go to the Zoo Because school has started (both of them), Mr. Shoo and I haven't gotten to see a lot of one another in the past couple weeks. For the past couple weeks we've been in a bit of a slump. I come home and cook dinner or grade, and he goes out on a bike ride. (He's been training for the century this up-coming weekend.) By the time he gets home and I'm finished, I'm wiped. I go to bed and read, and he does work. No quality time. I've missed him, and I'm sure he's missed my sparkling face.
So, I told him that Monday was our day. We had the weekend to do any work that needed to be done, but Monday he had to spend with me...no work...nothing. I wanted to get out of Springpatch and do something we don't typically do. So, we drove down to St. Louis and went to the zoo.
Even though it was disgustingly hot and humid and I had a cold, we had a really good time. I was reminded over and over why I married him...we always have fun together, even if sweat is dripping down our backs (and other places).
It seemed that a lot of the animals had just had babies.
We got to see baby zebras, elephant, tigers, gazelles and a baby giraffe (my favorite). I love the giraffes for whatever reason...maybe because I'm so short and they're so tall--jealous.
Here's a really good giraffe picture Mr. Shoo took for me.
I have to share the conversation that goes along with this photo:
Mr. Shoo and I were standing and looking at this guy, and we overhear a little girl talking to her mother.
Little girl: Mommy, that's a girl.
Mom: How do you know?
Little girl: Because she's wearing eyeshadow.
It was such a cute conversation. And a really great day.
Update: Mr. Shoo posted a cutie-patootie picture of the two of us down by the riverfront.
Loved the photos.
Yes, Beancounter. The zoo in St. Louis is the St. Louis zoo.
Dannie, I'm really glad Mr. Shoo and I were able to get away. It was really nice to be able to spend time together and forget about the real world. The animal was some sort of warthog. I can't remember his exact name.
I sent her a message on Facebook.
I don't know which would make me happier. I crave space but then again I crave stimuli too. :)