I've had a friend since we were both four-years-old. We were in scouts together, on the same coach pitch baseball team, many AYSO teams together and we went trick-or-treating together nearly every year. As kids we played together often and maintained the friendship all though middle and high school. We've spent holidays together, we were college roommates and I was the best man in my friend's wedding. Nowadays we are still friends, our wives are friends, our kids the same ages and our families get together for things like pool parties and birthdays. The friendship is really a cool thing and means a lot to me.
My friend's mother was my original "grammar / spell check" - long before these were standard options on nearly everything, first generation typing programs did not have those features, so when I typed a paper for school at my friend's house, his mother checked my work.
About two hours ago my friend's mother informed me that the grammar in my blog sucks.
... I'm sorry!
- Fail
Yet another project.
We are spending the weekend at my parent's house. It is the house I grew up in, a house full of love and memories a house that will always be home. My parent's place is always welcoming, always comfortable, prefect for relaxing and ideal for over eating.
Since getting here I had 2 cans of V8, Campbell Vegetable Beef "Soup On The Go", some blended tomato cabbage soup and three beers... yeah, I'm not full.
We are in town for my sister-in-law's baby shower :) Tomorrow during the shower I'm taking the boys on a man mission. Don't expect a lot from the blog - but at least that gives me fewer opportunities to make a mockery of the English language.
The scale here is different than the one I have at home, so I'll update my weight on Monday.
Beer #4 here I come.
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