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Tearing up suburban streets with his riding style.
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WAR DAMN EAGLE!
My siblings celebrating at the game.
Kodi!
The kick.
Back up QB and Holder Neil Caudle ends his senior season in the exact way he wanted— holding for a game-winning field goal by incredible senior kicker Wes Byrum.
A win for Auburn, for the state of Alabama and for the SEC!
War Eagle! AU Family All In!
My brother in law ‘shopped his face onto Snoop-in-an-ice-cream suit.
And emailed it to me with no explanation. California GUUURLS.
While we’re on the subject of dogs,
this pup looks like he would belong to my family. We have always had cockers, even though I don’t think most of us are convinced that they make the best dogs. Example: Mooner, Trouble. Counter Example: Smokey Joe, Rusty (contestable) and (by all accounts) one-eyed Shug.
If my brother continues to try to convince me to get a dog, he might succeed. Via Apartment Therapy.
Happy Father’s Day, Daddio.
I mean, is it really a shock to anyone that I’m a daddy’s girl?
Love you, Pops.
Here’s to my wonderful mother…
And also to my beautiful sister, my grandmothers here and gone, and all my lovely aunts and “aunts” who raised me. I have had nothing but smart, strong women to guide me. Days like these make me feel lucky.
And click here to read some funny things my mom has said. She’s a riot.
Todd on energy.
“I have to recommend 5 Hour Energy. I think that it is going to win all kinds of awards at the end of this year. Me and Oprah are going to do a joint special of our favorite things. It will be given away. I [think] the government should send you a 12 pack of 5 Hour Energy if you return the census. That is cash money right there. Hell I would go and fill out my neighbors census. Not that the government couldn’t get all that info on our tax returns and driver’s license info. If you aren’t filing taxes I am guessing you aren’t going to turn in that census so the IRS can track you down.
I am gonna call in the UN for backup.”
That’s what I call change, people.
"If you, my tech expert, can figure out how to disengage me from this voyeuristic, narcissistic network, I will put $1000.00 toward your Grad. School scholarship! I want to resign, quit, cancel, move on, …can you help me do that? I’m serious!"
— Mom on Facebook.
The Birmingham Tapes: Somehow just found this.
Folk rock from 1950s ranch house basement in Birmingham.
Not bad either.
My cousin toured Europe drumming for one of these artists, too! The Birmingham Tapes “is a compilation of Birmingham musicians recording their songs in the same analog studio in the spring of 2009. All songs were recorded live onto a reel-to-reel tape machine. No computers were used during the recording or mixing of this compilation.”
Texts from my brother-in-law.
“Being at walmart at 830am is like being the first person to use the portalet at lalapoolaza.”
Maybe the spelling isn’t the best, but the wisdom is Buddha-like. This will make my day, all day.
What I did with my weekend in Denver.
Helped my brother in law open his local market! I am so proud of how the opening went, and I am so glad we got to eat some of the food on sale for dinner. It was GOOD. Have you tried Lion’s Mane mushrooms? You should, immediately.
Missing Denver already. How much does a market clerk make? I could probably subsist.
On appreciating Mom's humor.
| me: | she's so funny! when did that happen |
| Colin: | when she wasn't spending every waking moment worried for your well being and creating a self-sufficient young woman |
| (... and thank you, Colin, for putting me in my place. I need it pretty regularly.) |
