Peace up, A-town down. It is a saying that you would only get if spent some time in the dirty, dirty...South that is. We had a fun car road home although I think we might have teased JD a little much...He was trying to imitate the Bulls announcer from the 90's and when he said Michael Jordan his voice would crack like a girl so we made a little fun.
In doing some Brain research it turns out that I found a MRI of Homer Simpson's Brain.
We made it home just in time for bowling. I was fair...I was actually fine until the third game 237 and 217 until Gary and I started quizzing each other on Seinfeld trivia. I threw some bad shots trying to think of questions and answers during my back swing. 198 for 652.
I came home to the quietest home ever...Anthony and Preston asleep, Mom doing a crossword puzzle and Teresa finishing her James Frye Novel. I played a game of Quidler with Mom (lost for the 4th time in a row), ate a bowl of Lucky Charms and lights out in the next few minutes.
Today I got a nice Prayer card signed by some friends of my Mother in Law. Very thoughtful from some people I have never met.
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