What happens when you don’t live in the city or anything remotely like a city…
New friends made: 3.
Graduation parties attended where I’m the oldest one: 1.
3 runs through the woods, bug bite count: 7.
Gardens planted: 1.
Highlight of the weekend:
While out to lunch with my grandmother this Sunday (actually), I look over to the bar and see a guy..in a cowboy hat. Excuse me? 1. It’s New Hampshire. 2. It’s noon. 3…on a Sunday. 4. You’re in New Hampshire. Texas is over THAT way.
Also, some big news, the rain finally stopped.