I have my first sunburn of the summer (fist pumping wildly in the air). And it is the kind of burn that should fade nicely into a tan. However, if you had asked me last night how I felt about my sunburn, I would not have been so positive. After a lot of sun, and well, a lot of beer, I was not feeling so hot. I think around 10, I dragged myself from the couch to bed.
Oh, and speaking of beds and sleeping in them, I had ANOTHER dream about Ralph Fiennes. And again, I don’t know where it came from. I haven’t seen him in anything recently. I did watch the British version of The Office this weekend. Maybe all I need to hear is an English accent and my subconscious just thinks “Ralph Fiennes.” In this dream we weren’t friends. He fell in love with me and had my parent’s house redecorated. Weird, weird, weird.
I saw my nephews yesterday. They put on their bathing suits and played with their water toys. At one point Jack yelled out, “Who wants a free willy?” and proceeded to dump two water bottles on his head. I can only imagine Jack in 20 years yelling out the same question. But I have a feeling it just won’t mean the same thing.
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I love Jack. Free Willy. Classic. He definately takes after the suzy side of the family.
oh, and that tall red head that used to go to school with us just posted pics of her house.
Cool, I will check them out. And hey, how was your weekend with Ash?
I blogged about it
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