It's been an active day. Dad's home from San Diego so we did a bunch today. It started with Lowes to get a new door for the back yard. It turns out it wasn't in so I spent the time following the kids and making sure they stayed out of trouble. That wasn't so bad. We ate at Checkers for lunch after realizing Stewarts was closed. I was crammed in the back seat of the truck the whole ride. (The things I do to make sure everyone is content) I didn't mind though. I'm skinny. It worked out for me. I was on the trampoline most of the day when we came home. That and the computer. Rachel is pestering me to make her a new CD and most of the requests have been junked up, dirty, and obnoxious rap. I apoligize for the biased attitude but I'm sorry, that "music" just doesn't "float my boat." I'm more of an alternative rock/pop/punk/whatever's in between kind of music guy. (Wow that's a hard sentence)
New classes start tomorrow. Actually drivers ed is my only new class. I'm not that excited for it and I'm sure everyone knows that already. Maybe after the class, I'll be out of this way of thinking and fit in with the rest of the stir-crazy teens craving their liscense, aka freedom. As of now, driving doesn't "float my boat."
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