Little Blurb Series One
July 3rd.. well technically 4th- that's right, it's currently 12:22 AM.
Just got home from Outback not too long ago. Everyone else has gone to bed. It's just me, and well.... the dogs were up and around awhile ago. I guess I've lost them too.
OMG... Tia and Tamara are on the Disney channel and they are playing in the balls. Haha. I want to play in those! Self note- must take Brooke to Chuck E. Cheese soon. :)
So anyways, i've been meaning to write forever. I've got a lot of short little stories/moments that I want to write down so I don't forget them.
Playing Hulkette
It was Sunday morning. Brittany and I woke up early and decided to go rollerblading. We went to the end of the trail and then came back home to get the family up and around for early church. (started at 10:00) Mom wasn't feeling so good and the rest of the fam was zonked, except dad. I showered and got dressed. I was feeling blah in my clothes. Red shorts, white tank, eh it feels like no matter how hard I work out it doesn't pay off. Anyways, needless to say we didn't make early church. We did, however, make late church.. and we were a few minutes late for that. After getting up early and hoping to be at church early enough for the music, Britt and I were a little grumpy about the tardiness. We sat in the back seat of the van and melted on the way to Fellowship. Dad parked the car and we got out. I tugged at my shirt to cover my stomach. Dad then reached to fix my straps so that they covered my bra straps. I had a frustrated moment- not with dad- with myself. My body, my clothes, my hair- GRRR! I spouted " Ahh I wish I could just rip it off." (talking about the shirt) I took my hands and grabbed my shirt to imitate the motion. Oh imitation- don't play.
That's right. I ripped it- right down the middle.
Brandon and dad were walking on opposite sides of me, but their laughter was simultaneous.
Yeah, apparently they thought it was the funniest thing ever. So there I was in the church parking lot with a huge rip in my shirt as my family hurried along in front of me. I was no longer grumpy... I mean seriously you couldn't help but laugh- at least I couldn't. Luckily the rip looked trendy. It definitely wasn't too classy because it was so low, but if the fam was goin in.. so was I. After service we laughed some more. I was so excited to go home and change, but Dad wanted to eat out as a family. We went to El Chico. It was good. 2 orders of fajitas, a kids chicken. That pretty much covers it.
We drove back home and I ripped the shirt the rest of the way- bustin' on out. Haha.
Oh sometimes I am really crazy, eh?
Alright ya'll, I'm tired- more to come soon I hope.
As for me- it's time for Boy Meets World.
Yes!
Just got home from Outback not too long ago. Everyone else has gone to bed. It's just me, and well.... the dogs were up and around awhile ago. I guess I've lost them too.
OMG... Tia and Tamara are on the Disney channel and they are playing in the balls. Haha. I want to play in those! Self note- must take Brooke to Chuck E. Cheese soon. :)
So anyways, i've been meaning to write forever. I've got a lot of short little stories/moments that I want to write down so I don't forget them.
Playing Hulkette
It was Sunday morning. Brittany and I woke up early and decided to go rollerblading. We went to the end of the trail and then came back home to get the family up and around for early church. (started at 10:00) Mom wasn't feeling so good and the rest of the fam was zonked, except dad. I showered and got dressed. I was feeling blah in my clothes. Red shorts, white tank, eh it feels like no matter how hard I work out it doesn't pay off. Anyways, needless to say we didn't make early church. We did, however, make late church.. and we were a few minutes late for that. After getting up early and hoping to be at church early enough for the music, Britt and I were a little grumpy about the tardiness. We sat in the back seat of the van and melted on the way to Fellowship. Dad parked the car and we got out. I tugged at my shirt to cover my stomach. Dad then reached to fix my straps so that they covered my bra straps. I had a frustrated moment- not with dad- with myself. My body, my clothes, my hair- GRRR! I spouted " Ahh I wish I could just rip it off." (talking about the shirt) I took my hands and grabbed my shirt to imitate the motion. Oh imitation- don't play.
That's right. I ripped it- right down the middle.
Brandon and dad were walking on opposite sides of me, but their laughter was simultaneous.
Yeah, apparently they thought it was the funniest thing ever. So there I was in the church parking lot with a huge rip in my shirt as my family hurried along in front of me. I was no longer grumpy... I mean seriously you couldn't help but laugh- at least I couldn't. Luckily the rip looked trendy. It definitely wasn't too classy because it was so low, but if the fam was goin in.. so was I. After service we laughed some more. I was so excited to go home and change, but Dad wanted to eat out as a family. We went to El Chico. It was good. 2 orders of fajitas, a kids chicken. That pretty much covers it.
We drove back home and I ripped the shirt the rest of the way- bustin' on out. Haha.
Oh sometimes I am really crazy, eh?
Alright ya'll, I'm tired- more to come soon I hope.
As for me- it's time for Boy Meets World.
Yes!
posted by You can call me Bry! @ 10:23 PM
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