Nearly midnight, but I can no longer handle the nagging of my anticipating future readers. :) I thought it would only be appropriate to have my first blog contain some sort of well...
Ode to Christina
You quit your job so I could work
I thought you might be a jerk
But you were actually pretty cool (ok, maybe really cool)
And now I have to write a blog to keep in touch with you.
The end.
And then on a different note. This weekend was my nephew's 4th birthday party at Orr Family Farm. It's a pretty great place. Averi had a blast petting the animals, and she had truly amazing posture on the pony ride. I was proud. The carousel was fun, and the train was a big hit. But the best part of this Farm/Pirate Party (wierd...) was the cake made by none other than mwa. Check it out...
Pretty fantastic except everyone knows that pirates have gold earrings not red. But much to my dismay, the entire package of Lifesavers had zero gold!!!
In closing, Averi has added another word to her vocabulary as of about 4 hours ago. The word was given to her straight from my mouth. "Freakin" Her quote, "Daddy-o, I have a freakin' wagon in my garage." What have I done????
