Finally a warm spring weekend!
Saturday morning Chels, and I decided to have breakfast at the Forks. For the first, and coincidentally the last time we ate at the Pancake house. Chelsea noticed a hair on her eggs. Desiriing not to eat these eggs, she sent them back. Less than two minutes later she had a new plate. Clearing the hashbrowns from her eggs she found the same hair still on her eggs. She, for good reason, could not be convinced to have anything else off their menu. So, she got nothing to eat while I ate for free. We recovered this experience by buying some coffee and sitting outside. Later that evening; after Chelsea spent some time studying, and I had spent some time at Cliff's place celebrating the birth's of many children; we headed down to Melissa's house for the first weiner roast of the season. I got the fire going, one match.
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Awww shucks! You didn't get a photo of our wicked awesome drinks!!
Good times in my back yard... gooood times!
(I have a small feeling that Friday Night Fires on Fawcett MAY start up again this year...)
Hahaha! Great post! The hair on the eggs is absolutely disgusting...remind me NEVER to eat there! And you are very manly with the whole fire thing. Wow! But my favorite is that Chelsea studied while you took pictures. Classic.
It was a fantastic weekend!!! I couldn't have asked for a better one. AND it got to be stretched out one extra day, I am a very lucky lady!!!!
looking good brother. i'll see you soon!
you've always been a little anoying. just kidding.
dylan
hahaha - cuuuute dyl!
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