
In case you missed it, I edit these photos with a janky, online program called BeFunky, people. It’s probably stealing information from my computer.
Wake up! The coast is clear. The families, the parents, the younger siblings-they’re gone. With them they took clunky Peirce trays and name tags and incessant comments like,”So, are you dating anyone, because I think everyone here is cute, Mia!” They took it all, stuffed it into the trunk of the family Subaru, and left you in the dust. Time to return to life as usual. You can haul out the beer you hid and feel better about that hickey on your neck.*
Here’s what you thought about this doozy of a weekend.
I lost my mom in Walmart.
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