Crossed Fingers

Hope this one turned out… I cant see anything right now. A little guy accidently broke my sunglasses at the library. Top that off with 100 screaming little soccer kids showing up all at once at the park where I’m charging my batteries. The icing for this proverbial cake is, my head phones fell out of my bag somewhere between the 5 1/2 mile quarry and camp (gone).

Unfortunately neither can be replaced since Sunday is my one year anniversary. No woo hoo here. That means I had to rob an old lady in line at the millionaire’s club, to pay the $80 for another year of hosting

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