Yawn.
Yes, I'm tired. I had a busy weekend. On Saturday, I celebrated my grandpa's 75th birthday alongside my cousins, aunts, uncles, parents, and various other relatives. I talked to everyone about NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month - I WILL BE attempting it this May. I don't care what you say. I can do it whenever I want). My sister, cousins, and I organized a skit. We ended up doing a parody of PBS Kids Sprout. Given the amount of time we had to prepare something, I think we did a decent job. Drake and Kellen (they're the youngest of the bunch) got kind of bored/wild near the end, but we managed.
We all played outside afterwards. The lady next door warned my mom and uncle about the possible dangers of us playing with raccoon poo and getting some horrid disease. They told us not to worry and we all went on our merry way. We ran relay races, played hide-and-go-seek and duck-duck-goose. Tizbe fell down and kind of scraped her knee, but that was about the worst thing that happened.
My parents, sister, and I spent the night at our grandma's. She made us the BEST CHOCOLATE CHIP PANCAKES I HAVE EVER TASTED.
And that's really all.
Was that boring?
Be honest now.
It was, wasn't it?
We all played outside afterwards. The lady next door warned my mom and uncle about the possible dangers of us playing with raccoon poo and getting some horrid disease. They told us not to worry and we all went on our merry way. We ran relay races, played hide-and-go-seek and duck-duck-goose. Tizbe fell down and kind of scraped her knee, but that was about the worst thing that happened.
My parents, sister, and I spent the night at our grandma's. She made us the BEST CHOCOLATE CHIP PANCAKES I HAVE EVER TASTED.
And that's really all.
Was that boring?
Be honest now.
It was, wasn't it?