Wear Sunscreen

I should have listened to Baz Luhrmann. I love the shore, I love to be tan, but I really should haev considered a higher spf value. Now my entire back looks like I laid down in red paint and boy is it painfully. That whole leaning against things is not fun right now.

In other news. Finished Harry Potter. Very good, funny and intense at the same time. I'm sad that it's over and there will never be another one. A part of my childhood has come to a close. It's kinda forcing me to become an adult, as weird as that sounds.

Everything else is going great. Life is good and I am happy. Things are moving forward. I am excited to go home. I love being up here but I miss my home people. I can't wait to see them.

That's all.

Why I love my family

Last night we were hanging out in my Gram's kitchen, me, my uncle judd and aunt rosie, my brother, sister, mom and dad and my Gram and Pop Pop. And my Pop Pop freaks out because he can't find his wallet. So my gram goes looking for it and finds it. And this is the conversation that follows.

"I found it Stan, It was in your other pants."

"O thank you darling, that's wonderful"

"Yea, it's a good thing we found it."

"It is, but I had the comb the entire time."

hahha maybe it's not funny to ther people but it was hysterical. Ehh whatev, a little glimpse into my life.

This past weekend was absolutely excellent.

Friday night Pam and I watched The Queen which was astounding. Helen Mirren did a wonderful job, I can see why she won the Academy Award. I love movies that can really make you feel what's going on. I also really liked that it bridged the gap between the true story and the writer's concept of what happened. I highly recommend it if you haven't seen it yet.

Saturday, for two reasons was the best day ever. One, the tour started. Now I know not everyone likes the tour but I love it. And thank goodness I have Pam who is obsessed as I am. The first day of the tour is always the prologue, a time trial that is each man racing to be the first one to wear the yellow jersey. Cancelera won. He was excellent, raced 5 miles in just under 9 minutes. CRAZY!!!! Anyways, later it in the day was Amy's graduation party. Which constituted great food, tubing that I am still sore from, volleyball in complete darkness, and interesting conversation around the fire. Amy can throw a good party, touche!

Sunday. The first stage of the tour. With a miraculous win by Robbie McEwen, who came from a fall less than 10km from the end and managed to cross the line first. It was amazing. This was followed by Pam and I breaking out the board games, Scrabble and Trivial Pursuit, and me losing in both. Then Pam's mom brought us home vanilla ice cream with jimmies. Delicious.

Weekends really can't get much better.

In other quick news. I wish I didn't over analyze everything, I wish people would learn how to drive properly, and I'm sorry if I talk about Ireland a lot. I miss it.

That's all. Peace out homies.

Danger, Will Robinson, Danger

Driving over bridges the night before Fourth of July is dangerous. Pretty, but dangerous. So I guess like half of the townships in south jersey decided to have their celebrations a day early. Which means that as I am driving over the Walt Whitman on my way to my cousins apt, there are fireworks going off everywhere. Seriously, I concluded that every driver was watching them based on the fact we were going 30 with no traffic. Since it was like 9:30ish when it was happening it was finale time, so I saw all of the south jersey finales. It was lovely and beautiful. But dangerous.