Banana and Cran-grape.
Going against my usual policy.
If you try to fail, and succeed, which have you...
Today consisted of: VBS, which consisted of children who: purposely eat food off the floor. make-out with their feet. have six-year old cousins that have had sex. do not like chocolate or ice-cream. Crazy Cake-related happenings concerning: walking down Saba. giving the finger. running down the canal. being chased by “two of the biggest guys [he’s] ever seen”. Murder...
I’m blue da bu dee da bu di if I was green I would die.
Trust me, I’m practically a professional at this.
Running around town.
I don’t like feeling like all I want to do is sleep.
For once everything is fixed when I return, only for a massive explosion to erupt.
No, I didn’t just take an almost six hour nap.
Trying on clothes wears me out.
I just saw a little boy with Spock eyebrows.
Words shared, tears shed, memories forever remembered. Realization is setting in. My blessings are innumerable.
I expected you to know.
Don’t feel up to this meal. Not a gourmet eater.
I do not appreciate clumped ice.
“Half not as funny.”
Why is it so meffing hot?
We all have ability. The difference is how we use it.– Stevie Wonder
Hello Monday morning.
Want home nao.
Loathe gown shopping with a fire of a thousand suns.
Finger Licking, ha.
“You have to get your bottled water… … And cookies.”
Houston for a Father’s Day semi-family get-together.
Family movie and dinner for an early Father’s Day: The Proposal.
Matchy-matchy. How coot.
Strawberry Cream Santa.
Up b4 eleven. Whoop.