Riot and Frolic

– going to bore your eyes out with a picture-less post.  I don't have my USB cable FOR SOME REASON [cough, cough].  

– hospitality from, like, everybody.  Sometimes I'm just in awe because people are so nice to our family and I'm all, like, suspicious, "Why do you like us?"  Is it that we encounter a lot of people who are trying to catch up on some good karma after a rough weekend?  I don't know, but people are Cool.  

– that's not coffee.  Upon visiting a Starbucks this week (drinking decaf!) and watching patrons come and go, very few people actually drink coffee.  So much whipped cream walking out the door.  

– not sucking at ballrooming.  We hit up the Cleveland Dancesport Challenge and rocked it, all while hanging with our fun competition.  Seriously, the Smooth division right now is ridiculously talented and nice.  We're all gunning for each other on the floor, then clinky-clinky with the drinkys 30 minutes later.  Good times.  

– the coolest M&Ms ever.  Oo!  And a picture!

that's my gramma's FACE

– a 90th birthday for my gramma at the Broadway Bar.  Because nothing says "Happy Birthday" to a 90-year-old like greasy pizza, beer, and trains.  Gramma, that was the coolest.  

– V asks "How old is Gramma going to be on her birthday?"

Me: She'll be ninety years old.

V: Oooo, that's a lot of money.

Didn't you think she would say "years" instead of "money"?  Kids.

What's up with your guys?  Are you carving pumpkins and wearing boots?  Or in denials and in flippity-flops?

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