1.Scott graduated from Basic Training and I got to travel to Fort Benning with my parents, my sister-in-law, and my super-best five year old. You’ve all seen the pictures so I won’t prattle on and on about it. Suffice to say: it was awesome.
2. I went mini-golfing with my three best dependents, at the most horrifying, macabre, miniature golf course in the history of mini-golf courses. It was so terrifying in fact, that both of my boys started crying in terror, and at one point, I think even Casey almost wet her pants. I did NOT wet my pants, but I did get sprayed, in the face, by a ceramic makeshift poisonous dart frog, and I am quite sure that if it weren’t for the benefit of modern western medicine and inoculations, that I would have contracted quite the case of typhoid fever.
3. After a rousing day at the darkest putt-putt course in the free world, Casey and I thought we should try to redeem ourselves as, “providers of all things fun” and take the boys to play tennis … which we did. Naturally, as soon as we stepped foot on the courts, the sky opened, and instead of shining the light of the heavens on us, it began to downpour an angry rain. Fear not! We were not deterred! We fulfilled our mission and served up the best game of soggy tennis you’ve ever seen.
4. I said farewell to a few friends at a local establishment. I am so grateful to all the remarkable people in my life, especially those who put up with me interrupting their jokes (Kelly), hijacking their stories (Jen), and invading their personal space (Allyn) all night long.
5. My husband isn’t one to leave love notes for me all over creation, but every now and then he reminds me that he loves me too much in history by changing the battery on the motorcycle without his shirt on. Love you too babe, xoxo ~
That’s a wrap. It’s just June.