My family came to visit the first week of July and we painted the town red (white and blue. ba-dum ching!) It was kiss-you-on-the-lips-Seattle kind of weather and they were all happy to escape the 100 degree temps they left behind in Virginia. It kind of made me wonder why I'm itching to get back east so badly? (and is also probably related to why I've been spending lots of time on this site lately. whaaaa?)
But, like I was saying. The fun never stopped. Or at least, it never stopped before 8 pm when they were all, "well! it's 11 back east! goodnight!"
Pictures or it didn't happen, amiright?
the freezingest July baseball game that ever there was. we had HOT CHOCOLATE when we got home!
paddle boating on green lake. pre-killer goose incident, obvi or we wouldn't look so cheerful
they see me trollin
millioneth time to the gum wall but this was my first time leaving my mark!
Jessica and Josh. In this family, we have a strict alliteration rule when it comes to dating
third trip up the SN, first meal on top!
Deception Pass or as I like to call it: if this bridge breaks there won't be any survivors
I call this one: Two Fat Guys Skipping Rocks. No, I know. It's supposed to be ironic.
And now it's 1:30 back east so it's time to hit the sack. Thank you, come again. On the real.