that make me happy to be single. Nothing bad happened, actually quite the opposite. If I had somebody with me I couldn't work my "7th sense" to it's full potential.
"7th sense"? Thats when no matter where you show up, dinner is being served. And damn, I'm good.
My cousin-in-law had a Memorial Day picnic (held inside of course, due to rain), Hamburgers and Brats and about five different things to do with salmon, and s'mores (not bonfire made, but still sloppy) and cake (leftover from last night's graduation party). It was good.
Even better was when I left my cousin's house, I didn't want to back out of the driveway because it was so crouded (The bump and stop theory of driving is a little costly). So I wandered next door to my friend's house. Her bunch was having a get together with Salmon steaks and about 25 pounds of crab legs.
Screw crabfest. Memorial day dinner is the way to go. I'm stuffed, and I didn't wreck the truck trying to leave.
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