And this is my magic murder bag.

Holy crap, there are people still here?! Why do you take this abuse from me? Will I post, won't I? It must be killing you.

Or you don't care. Either is very likely.

I am very sorry I haven't been posting anything, but believe it or not, I've been busy! The boy toy and I have moved back down to the coast for the summer so he can make some money so we can move back up to Portland. Doesn't make sense, but it does! Anyways, I made a vow that we would actually "do stuff". Because "doing stuff" to us meant, lets watch a different movie, or play this video game, or cuddle.

Did we go outside if we didn't have to? No! And that's why we're so creepy-pale. Okay, Bkins isn't, but I kinda am... a little. Can you say, farmers tan?

Good job!

Anyways, we've been crabbing, rock climbing on the beach, canoeing, swimming, and boating. And while Bracken works my Bad Ass Nana takes me on rides on her Spyder. I even learned to drive it a little on my birthday. Okay, I didn't really learn, because I killed it like 80 times, but it was a start! And in my defense, I was on gravel.


Last week we were in the Tri-Cities of Washington celebrating Bkin's grandparent's 60th wedding anniversary. Holy crap... that's a long time. I very much enjoy visiting Bkin's family, there are so many! My family always consisted of my Nana, my Mom, and my sister and I. I don't have aunts or uncles or cousins. So when we got hitched I all of a sudden had a HUGE family to remember the names for. Whoa, said I. But, like I said, I enjoy seeing them. They appreciate how awesome I am, and I appreciate that they appreciate how awesome I am. It all works out.

Well, I sadly don't have any pictures to share, although I've gotten a lot of my blanket done, and made a new hat, and knit some wash cloths. Next time, dear friends.


Maybe.

Don't hold me to it or anything...

Ta ta!