Next time you're going to prune a backyards-length dense with raspberry bushes, wear some long sleeves, man.
I've been listening to the new record by Okkervil River, The Stage Names. I've been thinking you might want to too.
We were supposed to go see our friends up in Northwoods, Wisconsin this weekend, but last Thursday's storm kinda turned things upside down at our house (all just temporarily) so we didn't go. It gave us a chance to regroup in preparation for the Mega Wedding Weekend next weekend, so that's good I suppose, but I had really been looking forward to it. So maybe we'll see if they're up for something in the fall even though it'll be colder.
We aren't church-goers, but we did attend a 2-for-1 Christening last weekend for the babies of my friend Steve and his cousin Amie. Charlie did play-by-play the entire time despite Stacy urging him to use his inside voice. We sat in the back and when I spoke to the deacon at the reception, he promised he couldn't hear us, not even when Charlie pointed at the cross and exclaimed, “T!”