Dad with his water "gun" (also known as The Water Bottle for when the cats are doing something they shouldn't....has a nice range)
Update time, I suppose, since people have probably been chomping at the bit (equestrian terms) for a while. And just so everyone knows: I'm more likely to post when I get comments because then I don't feel like no one cares and I am simply posting to whatever alien truly runs the world-wide web and knows our every thought, google, email, and IM. Yeah, there you go, that's my conspiracy theory for today.
So, Friday...what happened Friday....Oh, yeah. I went and applied for a job at Bedford's Camera and Video on Rodney Parham. So pray, meditate, whatever your form of speaking to your said higher being, that I get the job, because that is totally my dream job...for all the fact that I'm 16 and dream jobs I actually have access to are limited.
Saturday, Michelle and her son, Brandon, came over. Her husband was working and her daughter, Kaci, was out of town. So they came over and hung out and played with Kai Jin and Dad made pork ribs on his new smoker-grill thing. Dad and Brandon had a spray bottle fight. Which was totally hilarious, excuse the sentence fragment.
Today, Mom started cleaning out the garage from the 500 (okay, it was only like 3) yard sales we've had over the last 3 or so years. Dad worked on Grandma's ramp into the shop...and Grandma Debbie was cleaning her room, when Kai Jin wasn't terrorizing her. And I was caring for Kai Jin so she wouldn't, in theory, bother Grandma Debbie.
My sister, Wendy, still hasn't had her baby...we've been thinking she'll have her at any moment for the last week, plus a day or two.
I have made 2 batches of egg-drop soup over the last 2 days, prior to which, I had never even thought to make egg drop soup. Kai Jin loves it, so I make it...and she can eat all of it that a 14 oz. can of chicken broth will make-so apparently my soup is acceptable.