For once, a good family gathering.
Even though I'm not a big fan of the fourth of July, I had a great time last night. We had a grand total of 27 people at our house yesterday, and not one fight. Then this morning, I got another tattoo (which really, REALLY hurt) at Captain Jack's. Mom talked to the guy (Jerry, who did my other two) the whole time. At one point she asked him, 'are you single?' I almost answered for him, 'no he's married,' but then he said, "Well, actually..." and started telling us he was getting divorced! Go Jerry! I'll take your cute West Virginian accent any day!