Dear Blog,
I figured I would make up for the fact that I've been a very lazy blogger by posting twice this evening. I'm still recovering from, like, the most funnest weekend EVAH.
It was Amy's 24th birthday on Saturday and we decided to celebrate in style - if we were salmon, that is.
Jame-o and his brosef took us all up to Cleveland, Tennessee for a rafting adventure. On the way up we drove through a sleepy little town's Fourth of July festivities. It was easily the most amazeballs traffic jam I have ever been a part of. The perms! The sleeveless t-shirts! The cut-off jean shorts! And don't even get me started about what the women had on. I swear I saw the entire cast of Looney Toons in tattoo form. Embarrassing!
After some cake, it was river time...
Appy Irthday, Seester!
"The rainstorm and the river are my brothers! The heron and the otter are my friends!
Is it time to reapply my SPF70 yet?
Being an industrious duo, we decided to just strap a raft to the roof and drive my mom's car over the rapids. Smrt. I'm basically like Benji meets Smokey Bear meets the Little Mermaid. On account of my tail.
This is where I belong.
After nearly drowning several dozen times, we navigated our way back to civilization just in time to catch the fireworks. Superfun!
Wait. This is where I belong.
We'll tear your heart out.
Philly and I sparkled brighter than the fireworks. In your face, Lenox mall!
Basically, it was the greatest weekend anyone has ever had in the history of time. Now I'm watching Mad Men and it just taught me that George Washington was sterile. It just keeps getting better and better, doesn't it?
I don't even have a joke for the moron that yells "Parade!"
Appy Irthday, America!
Love,
k8
Truly an all American weekend, viva Jefferson!
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