Well, I sent out like twenty facebook invites for an "Old Friends Dinner" to the people I used to work with at Rusk State Hospital, but only the usual suspects showed up. It was a blast though. I kinda felt out of place because Chuck and Diane were doing their usual dinner table arguing and having a phylisophical conversation with Floyd, plus I didn't really have anything to talk about, but Alea made me feel comfortable...she always does. She is one of the sweetest people I know. Dusty and I had the kids with us, and like an awesome husband, he coralled Noah while I visited. We ended up wearing our cowboy jerseys, but it was because I hadn't done the laundry for the week. Isn't that a shame? Sometimes I get so caught up with playing with the kids, blogging, or messing with my pictures, that I don't get around to doing laundry. Shame, shame, huh? But I just wanted to add that little tid bit because we don't normally dress like twinkies.
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