Had a great time! Special thanks to Cari and Troy for making it all happen.

Orange pastel that looks like a carrot, but tastes like a pastel anyone? no takers? for those of you who were not there, tilley took a bite of a orange pastel thinking it was a carrot.

Also, here’s a little video of me getting rolled off the tube into an icy cold lake. I wonder who pulled the rope? Tilley…

This band is classic. not to mention this song has some funk. Frank says this is the type of live music that goes down at the american legion off 12th ave on sunday nights.

I can hear my neighbors arguing about something through our open window. Nothing discernable other than a few expletives. Might be over money, being in close quarters for too long, the constant job of being a parent (I can hear a baby crying), or stress at work. My wife and I have heated discussions about some really small problems. All of which are the aforementioned possibilities of my neighbor’s argument.
It is very difficult to brush off a shity day, but I just did.
Carly is perfect. We, and both of our families are healthy. As I hear nothing more from our window, I am figuring this is what it all boils down to. How you perceive your life is paramount in enjoying that life. F (as in forget or what comes to mind first) the “why always me” in me.

“It could always be worse”
“Glass half full, not empty”
“Not one std after a vacation in thailand” (i kid…)

However you want to put it; my life, as what it is in comparison to the majority of the world’s population=extremely lucky…