Watching DeA and Ryker pit cherries in late summer sure reminded me of times as a kid with Gma Helen
Jen went down sick and was throwing up. It's probably Rissa's fault, but I want to blame myself for sharing a meme mentioning how all summer no kid has had a tummy ache or sniffles, and that had better not change when school starts in two weeks.
She was pretty beat.
Rock was working on picking short-hops and one caught him in the forehead. I guess that makes us even for when he drilled me with the ball in BP.
We run a tight ship around here in the summer.
There was a little excitement with a brushfire around the corner from our house. Thankfully it was put down pretty quickly.
I was able to serve two shifts in the open house as an usher, it was a wonderful experience.
The very last tour was Poutine and his family and I was able to catch up and finish it with them.
We went to Shari's for dessert and stayed until almost closing. It has been quite a few years since I shut down a Shari's, I think I was still in high school. It was awesome to catch before they head back to Canada, eh.
DeA wasn't happy that I had a picture in front of the temple with Joey but not with her, and we needed one for our anniversary. They kind of turned out like "hey, 18 years of marriage is easy, just look at us..."
I think this is the best one...
Or maybe this one.
Basic white girls, all dressing the same.
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