Let's start with the good stuff, shall we? Weekend: yeah! Fun stuff. On Saturday, Jeremy borrowed his parents' new Honda scooter and we rode down by the river and in the Camack area. Hence, the hot motorcycle helmet. Ahhh yes. I'm an easy rider, ya'll. Holla.Ok, ok, that's enough of the fun stuff. Let's get to the grrrrrs. The not-too-bad-grrrr: my phone is (ONCE again) broken. It no ringy no more. Me= sad. So if you're calling me, call more than once if I don't answer.
The does-this-happen-to-people-we-know grrrrrrr: someone ripped off my credit card (and Jeremy's as well) number in California. Puts a little damper on the whole thing, actually. We both still have our cards, but someone's been having a little fun out there on us. He noticed his last week, but mine just started today. Who buys $130 worth of Starbucks? Apparently this guy does. So the card company called me today, and it's all taken care of. But seriously, HUH? Who does this happen to? Me, that's who.



























Before explaining the pictures... a weekend update. Friday: Jeremy came home (hooray!). That night, we went to the Fountain. Good times were had by all. Saturday: I was a river queen allllll day. That night, went to a cookout. Venison and elk were had by all. Well, except me. Sunday: Jeremy mowed my lawn and did some serious damage with the weed whacker (what a man, what a man, what a man, what a mighty good man). Our backyard is less embarassing now. It was a jungle- a perfect home for ratsies. Arnie is happier. That night, I met up with Melissa, Greg, and Greg's kiddies at El Porton. Greg's daughter insisted on funny faces for the pictures. So, there you go... the explanation of why we look insane. Look at my tongue. Ummmm... yikes. By the way, my eyes were crossed for a really long time while she took the picture. That's why I'm not really looking at the camera. HA. And Melissa's a pirate. Arrrgh.




