Oh wow. So Kayla, Jill, and I went to Flatirons today. Too many people
for one mall, I say. I about blew a gasket several times. And then
there were other times when the fetal-position on the floor sounded
quite appealing. I don't do well in situations with lots of people. I
think Kayla and Jill can attest. It was probably quite humorous
watching me squirm and stomp when too many people got around me. Ugh,
I'm so awkward sometimes.
I decided I need a massage therapist. After walking around
forever at the mall, my back was KILLING me. I had to walk
differently because of it. Well, maybe a massage therapist, or a
nice boy with strong hands. Whichever works.
Yeah, I guess this is all.
Here are
Ashley and I being married on the swings.
I think I look creepy in this one. But I still kinda like it.
Me flailing. And I didn't ever fall off, I promise.
from May 21 that I just got from Kayla today.