I discovered Instagram. I love it. Who needs a real camera? I feel like I'm back in the 70's, man. And I dig it.
Sunday, June 24, 2012
Reunion
Eric's parents bought an old church last summer. It's right by a small lake (actually a reservoir) in a teeny little mountain town, a 20-minute south by southwest drive through the canyon. We had a family reunion there yesterday: canoeing, ping-pong, horseshoes, burgers, hot dogs, creamy green Jello, cousins last seen at least 6 inches ago, old people talking. And pollen. Loads of it. Up my nose. I chased a wiffle ball under a juniper and emerged sneezing my brains out. I don't remember much of what happened after that. I think I have histamine-induced amnesia. I might have committed to going to a Crossfit workout tomorrow morning with Eric's cousin Jenny. I'm just a little bit scared of the workout, but I'm super scared of backing out on Jenny. She could and would take me out, all 102 pounds of her.
I discovered Instagram. I love it. Who needs a real camera? I feel like I'm back in the 70's, man. And I dig it.
I discovered Instagram. I love it. Who needs a real camera? I feel like I'm back in the 70's, man. And I dig it.
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How totally cool to have bought a church! I bet that made for a great family reunion!
And the pics are awesome. You sure that wasn't a family reunion from your childhood? ;-)
Ha! I'm not quite sure what decade Joe belongs in. See him with his 70's hair sitting in the 70's folding chair? Have you seen the full glory of his 'fro?
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