I bet you didn't miss me.

New Hampshire, oh, New Hampshire.
I'll try and make this quick.

Aimee saved my life by being there.
Cuddled with Adam lots.
Fought with the boys lots.
Adults suck in large drunken groups.
Didn't get to sleep in. What kind of vacation is that?
There was a huge family fued and the Hogans left a day early, becuase the boys are assholes to any authority figure, and sometimes us.
Rules were made such as "no forced participation" and rules were not upheald. Mainly by adults.
Two trips down the Saco river in tubes.
Trip to the flume gorge.
Shopping: aquired a new pair of gap paints and hot red halter-top (Michelle, you'd be so proud) and an Old Navy shirt.(No Ayla, I didn't not open an account at an Old Navy without you.)
Plans for people to come stay fell through, but for the best, as I wouldn't have wanted them seeing a 5 family mess in one household.
TOO MUCH FREAKIN FOOD.
Some movies, lots of walking, hikes, and swimming.
Sunburns.
All in all, an alright vacation by my books, but certainly no Wawaloam.


Terms of endearment: Meg hit it head on.

I love Tori and Rec kids because they send me text messages and call me while I'm in NH. Also, Tori keeps me sane, and I love her.

Bitch about Evan? He didn't call me when he said he would 2 days in a row. *Shrug* (Picks up book "He's just not that into you.")

Bitch about boys? They suck. Most of them, not all of them.

Blow up cans in peoples faces? Well, theres all summer left for that.