Staying Grounded

No summer job means no routine, which means my sense that I have a reason to be in the world is unraveling. Which is why it's always good to spend time with friends.

A Warm Welcome Home

I have the bestest friends in the whole wide world.

Frock On!

Saturday Angela and Rachelle hosted the third annual frock on. A frock on is a summer party where you can either wear a nifty 60's frock: Or dress like a cowboy:
Steve decided to go with the frock:

Moving day

I left my camera in the lab, so I don't have pictures of either of the parties I was at today. Instead, I'll post this picture of Ken's I found. This is what our house looked like for about 12 hours on moving day last year. Fortunately, it only rained twice.