Started out by a LONG [or at least felt like it] car ride. Actually it was preceded by the fastest packing I had ever done. [I told Jeff I'd meet him at 11... I woke up at 11:10 and hadn't packed yet] And when we got to Washburn we couldn't get into the EMT spot because of some sort of social gathering, so we tail-gated in the parking lot for a few hours. It was fun. We got to hang out a fair bit this trip, and have some good 'bonding times'. I have a few new nicknames, a few new bruises and a few new drinking games. [Names now include: Granpa, Shark, Great White Granpa and the Albino Rhino... don't ask, you had to be there].
Now I get back LATE on Sunday evening [my anniversary] and Mandy points out that the flowers I had delivered are old looking and I should get my money back. We held our 'night' tonight [Monday] with the eating of the cake... 1 year old cake. Not so good an idea as you would think.
So now it's all kind of a gross feeling.. and I'm going to bed. Hopefully I can change my car service appointment, because they might be going on strike. Cross your fingers for me.
Nutburn! Hahahahaha! This is pretty neat, I wondered what the little star beside your name was for. Nutburn, ha...
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