Backwash
I caught my brother drinking out of the milk carton. Gross. "It's okay, I don't backwash." My ass!
I woke up at 5am this morning. Had a late night yesterday. I didn't get much sleep, but I'm functioning surprisingly well (except for a bit of a tummy ache).
Discovered a new bruise. This time, it was from baseball. Yes, my cousins came over this weekend (well, only less than half of them) and we played baseball. We didn't have a bat, so we used a large stick... so we played stick ball. :) My team won, of course.
Julian (left) wanted to play, so I played catch with him.
We also went bike riding and got in trouble for riding on private property... it's all dirt! It all looks the same to me!Anywho, 'twas lots of fun. :)
Ta-ta for now.

4 Comments:
Julian has a cool hat.
PATTY!
hello.
oh, and welcome...
love yoooouuuu...!
I used to backwash when I was younger. Not so much anymore. I have cool hats!
Wow, you have got to be pretty bruised by now :P
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