
My brother Paul, for those of you that don't know him, and his favorite house plant.
And...this is what I call a party! Even the babies get to have a beer!Thats my good pal, Alison (the responsible madre) and her little (drunk) pride and joy, Haven. Haven is only 6 months old but check out that grip!
No, really folks, we didnt let the children drink at our party, but that doesnt mean Atlas, my brother's dawg, didnt kick back a 40 with the rest of us. Good boy.
Im going crazy waiting for my plane to leave. I had some sort of emotional breakdown today but in the context of crying in the shower (it doesnt really seem like crying if you do it in the shower--wuss) I realized how good it felt to cry for no reason at all. It IS exhausing making all of the preparations to leave for a few months. I like my sis-in-law's advice and will heed it next time: "If I have too much to do, I just dont do it!" haha I tend to overdo things so it is important to remember simplicity is the key.
Back to a good bottle of shared wine and my last mellow evening for awhile. Hope everyone is doing phenomenally well this fine June eve.
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