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Back from North Carolina (a.k.a. Sweet Tea-a-go-go-land)! I'm not going to summarize everything just yet because it will take forty years, but let's just say there were Sex Gods, baked beans, ice cream and cake, purple, good fine rakes (essential for a memorable mulching experiance), milk, workout moms, Kelseys, someone with the last name of Chenoweth (I know, Quinn, I know!!!), Elvis Presley, a ridiculous amount of insects, stupid letters, funny letters, much appreciated letters, an ongoing romance with several 9-year-old boys, a dance with emo-kids, twins except not really, small rocks, really big rocks, hills, mad dancing (even madder than Let's Go Down to the Disco), croquet, falling down mouintains, someone named Leah Hoffman that was not Leah Hoffman, redbottomosity (but of course), a lucky red bra, and ugly, ugly shoes involved.