carnivals are for creepers.
or maybe they just creep me out a little.
or maybe it was the fact that our funnel cake looked like it had a miniature rodent in it.
[they claimed it was just a burnt piece...mini rodent, i tell you.]
but it was a blast to hang out with karissa girl and stace face.
me and derek are basically pro at horse shoes.
basically being the key word.
me and kp will probably sleep on a tramp every summer for the rest of our lives.
it's happening this week.
just like it's happened every summer for the past 8 years.
i like coldplay.
going home for lunch is more fun.
because then i get to watch more hgtv.
best friends are the ones that always know what to say.
i have 100 (plus a million) examples.
but the most recent was a simple letter from hermana kelsy.
one sentence helped with the realization i've been needing.
costco dinners with my family are the best.
3 comments:
carnivals are definitely for creepers. and the carnies.
dang those creepy little midgets.
I'm pretty sure it was a small rodent...there is no way you can get that shape from a burnt piece of funnel cake.
Um...I like you! Thanks so much for your kind comment on my blog.
And carnivals are for creepers for sure. My town sets up a carnival in the mall parking lot {in the mall parking lot?! for crying out loud} for a few days ever summer. My husband and I would go, get us some cotton candy or a carmel apple, and just people watch. Carnivals are jammed with creepers for sure.
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