HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LOVELY!Someone's had a birthday!
--Who could it be?
Please raise your hand so all may see.
*watches as crowds of hands shoot to the sky*
A happy birthday, a happy birthday, a happy birthday,
to YOU!
A story for the pictures to follow:
My weekend without my parents
I have so much to post! Ack!
But I think I will tell you the story and then show you it.
Friday my parents left on a train headed for North Dakota to visit my brother, Ben.
Greg 'took care' of me while they were gone.
2 Friday nights ago at 7pm the St. Patricks Day Tournament started down in ocean city.
{this is SUCH a fun soccer tournament}
I went.
They tied 4-4.
He played with a team he has played with since he was 8.
It was amazing.
We drove back to Tyaskin.
Saturday we woke up at 6am and drove to McDonald's at the head of Nanticoke rd. where we met Jordan.
{one of Greg's team mates and friends}
I got coffee because it was too early for anything else.
Greg had everything. Ha ha.
We drove down to OC for their 8am game.
They won: 11-4 {HA!}
It is beautiful watching these boys play.
They've played together so long and they're all so good that it's {almost} magical watching them play.
{I say magical for lack of a better word}
Greg and I then crashed at my aunt's place {who lives 5 min. out of OC}
I stayed there while Greg went home and got my puppy and brought her back.
He then went to work.
My aunt was having a party that night.
I stayed and partied.
At 12 o'clock midnight Greg had a game.
They won: 8-1 {HA!}
Spent the night at my aunt's
Sunday we slept in and then ate pancakes and bacon.
Greg had a 1pm game.
I went.
They won: 10-3 {HA!}
We then proceeded to the Green Turtle with some peoples and did nothing.
Greg wasn't hungry and I was too tired to eat.
The waitress kept messing up John Sapp's order so he went with Greg and me to Wawa.
They ate.
I was too tired.
We went back to the soccer fields and waited for 5pm for their next game.
It was so quiet because no game's were being played.
It was sort of fun.
There is something about certain guys that they feel they must strip down for no reason infront of a crowd.
I will not go into details.
5pm game.
I went.
They won: 6-5
It was a close game.
Greg was on fire! He scored 3 goals!
One he scored with only 50 seconds left.
The winning goal.
W00T
SPOTLIGHT on Greg
To celebrate we went to Dummsers and got milkshakes.
Yummy!
They're the best!
Greg and I went home.
With the puppy.
Dancing the whole way to techno.
{most of you know about Greg's driving...the party wagon}
Got home ate Mac & Cheese and hot dogs with Sherwell. {who doesn't know how to cook hot dogs}
THE END.
My parents returned this saturday and more adventures followed which I will explain with time.
-The obvious choice here is cancer, which did wonders for Susan Sarandon in Stepmom and Mandy Moore in A Walk to Remember...you get the point.
At some point, the main character and the people she cares most about (friends or family) must hear a upbeat 80's song, either on the radio or a jukebox {on TV is acceptable, too}, and sing it together—ideally into combs, in underwear, and while dancing about in a completely random and spontaneous way. {see '13 going on 30' and 'Raising Helen'}
Prior to meeting the perfect (though, flawed in one way) man, your heroine must take part is some ridiculously idiotic scheme, like Kate Hudson in 'How to Lose a Guy in Ten Days' or Drew Barrymore in 'Never Been Kissed'.