Can We All Admit

To being stupid, moronic, nimrods sometimes? I think we are all deceiving ourselves otherwise.

Ok, thanks.

-H

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Cattle Dance Party | Moon Hooch

-H

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Ice cream in Rockford #typical

Ice cream in Rockford #typical

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Overheard in Rockford

"I saw a wiener dog and it looked just like a wiener."

T, H, and L

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A little ‘yakking with this friend. (at Baptist Lake, MI)

A little ‘yakking with this friend. (at Baptist Lake, MI)

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Come On Eileen | Dexys Midnight Runners

Where can I get me some overalls?

-H

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Jazz Hands

Ana & Hannah, age 23 (poorly cropped selfie)

My friend Ana and I went to Grand Haven yesterday night. Pizza, ice cream, boardwalk, sunset… what more could you ask for?

We settled on Fricano’s—”The Original and Most Famous Pizza in Michigan” —for dinner. Ever heard of it? Probably not. I bet you’ve heard of Little Caesars…it originated in Michigan…but it’s not something we brag about. So Fricano’s can keep it’s tagline.

One of my biggest complaints about Fricano’s (you know, from the two times I’ve been there) is that they don’t have a Hawaiian option. No pineapple, no ham. They keep it to the basics: sausage, pepperoni, mushroom, green pepper, anchovy (what the?).

If you were curious, we ordered a pepperoni & green pepper pizza along with a couple Oberons. Which gave us this conversation:

Waitress: “I’m going to need to see your IDs”

Hannah: “Oh, right.” *struggles with wallet*

Waitress: ”Yeah, you guys look pretty young.”

Ana: *gives waitress ID*

Waitress: “‘91, good.”

Hannah: *gives waitress ID*

Waitress: “I definitely would have asked for your ID, you look 18.”

Hannah: :-0

Ana: “Hahaha!”

Ana was very proud to look older than me. I blamed it on the t-shirt I was wearing. T-shirts make me look younger. 

Ana & Hannah, age 18

Later, after browsing a couple surf shops, we went to Temptations, where we got ice cream in a (mandatory) waffle cones. Ana: Cake Batter. Hannah: Brownie Batter. I didn’t get the Low-Fat Grasshopper because if I’m paying $5.00 for an ice cream cone, I don’t want to be cheated on calories. And no, I couldn’t ask for the Fat Grasshopper. It doesn’t exist.

Not surprisingly, Friday night is date night on the boardwalk. We felt a little out of place with the hordes of couples holding hands. I mentioned Lindsay’s “split em” game, but I couldn’t summon up the courage to charge through couples instead of quickly passing them on the left (which is what we did). Perhaps I’m just a fast walker, but these couples were slow.

Slow couplezzzz

At one point, we were in a couples wolf pack. If you weren’t taught about the wolf pack in driver’s education, it’s a situation where you have a bunch of cars driving closely together, taking up all the lanes. You’re encouraged to drive slow until the wolf pack passes, but we didn’t do this in the couples wolf pack. Our mission was to pass these people.

We nearly had an accident when we were in the “passing lane” and a middle-aged couple (We’ll name them Bob and Marie) cut us off. They quickly realized their error and apologized. I said, “Oh, you’re good. Next time, use your blinker… perhaps jazz hands.”

They laughed and agreed that was a good idea.

Ana and I pressed on, racing toward the lighthouse. Unfortunately, we had forgotten about the part in the boardwalk where there’s a 30 foot gap and you’re supposed to take a detour. Of course, everyone else in Grand Haven remembered to take the correct path around this obstacle.

You know when you get off the expressway for a quick pit stop and when you get back on, you have to pass the same semis you did 10 minutes before? Yes, we had to pass the wolf pack again. 

Guess what? We caught up to Bob and Marie, and they managed to cut us off again.

Marie: “Sorry.”—*laughs*—”oh hey!” 

Hannah & Ana: “Hello again.”

Bob: *grins* “Jazz hands.”

Day made.

I call this the catwalk.

The sunset was beautiful, per usual. Credit to God. All in all it was a fantastic Friday night with a friend who’s only in town for another week. I’ll miss the fun summer adventures Ana!

-H

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Bowling....Camping

  • Hannah: well my parents are camping.
  • Me: how long are your parents bowling? I mean camping.
  • -T
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Drinking lots of water + Giving blood = Seven trips to the bathroom.

-H

P.S. The steak worked!

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This is a blurry picture of Vern eating  her first “puff of heaven” butter roll from Logan’s. I needed steak because I’m attempting to donate blood tomorrow. Last time my iron was too low so hopefully the meal (including the unlimited shrimp) helped.

-H

This is a blurry picture of Vern eating her first “puff of heaven” butter roll from Logan’s. I needed steak because I’m attempting to donate blood tomorrow. Last time my iron was too low so hopefully the meal (including the unlimited shrimp) helped.

-H

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Happening | Chiddy Bang

No, it’s not Miley. I checked.

-H

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Sorry for the lack of updates on my end… I was preoccupied with this fist pumpin’ baby.
-H

Sorry for the lack of updates on my end… I was preoccupied with this fist pumpin’ baby.

-H

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Dodgers v. Padres. Who to cheer for? (at Dodger Stadium - Los Angeles, Ca.)

Dodgers v. Padres. Who to cheer for? (at Dodger Stadium - Los Angeles, Ca.)

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The Big L.A.!

The Big L.A.!

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Church Greetings

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This morning at church I leaned over and whispered to my sister, “I am not shaking that kid’s hand.”

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Problem solved.

I still didn’t shake his hand.

-H

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