Very rarely becoming octogenarians.

The word of the day is: Jijivisha.

Usually, it’s a person who loves life and always has intense emotions going on within. He or she can go to any lengths to protect their loved ones, and is very forgiving at heart

If that doesn’t describe GooGoo, I don’t know what does.

It also describes Jitterbug, but she wasn’t in town yesterday so I couldn’t take the photo with her.

I managed to get all the kids up and to the baseball bright and early yesterday.

I survived the wedding rehearsal that turned into the actual wedding.

I survived the actual wedding that turned into a prank wedding.

I fed and watered all the animals for all the white people.

I even managed to play disc golf with Señor Tormenta.

It was both of our first games ever.

We didn’t do too bad all things considered.

I haven’t thrown a Frisbee or played golf in ages.

So my 29 over par felt like a fucking win.

Especially given the mud, the mosquitoes, and the not really having any idea what the fuck we were doing.

I will be having a conversation about the signage on the course with my local Justice of the Peace, though.

That shit was faded the fuck out.

Then there was pizza and bedtime.

Today I’m ditching all the kids and having a day off.

And it’s supposed to rain all day.

Guess I’ll have to sit in my chair and read/nap all day.

Shucks.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC