Update Explosion.

So much has happened in the last week. I really don't want to write it all out now so maybe I'll grant each subject 3 sentences. That's still a paragraph right?

So on Sunday of last week Grandpa and Grandma Lorain came up to WI to visit us. They stayed until Thursday morning, and we had a full week of fun stuff to do. I was kind of sad they had to leave.

While they were here we went to the EAA air museum. They had a special deal where students could go up in a two seater plane with a pilot. Me an Dwight both went up with this cool pilot who let us steer a little.

My neighbor's sister owns the house next to my neighbor. She has hired me to mow the lawn and keep it up. I have another possible lawn job too.

For fathers day my dad got a basketball hoop. It's taken him a week but he finally got it and set it up. Lots of fun.

Pops came to visit on Saturday and left yesterday. He helped fix the front porch. We thought it was a good idea to wake him up in the night with a pillow fight.

Well there it is my for FB statuses worth of a post. Maybe more later.

Got it Together

Oh ok I admit it. This summer I have indeed slacked off with my summer goals. I have been many things up til now: lazy, tired, and complacent. But I hope today marks a turning point. I got out today and ran for a while. I didnt get as far as I would have like to. I kind of lost my steam when I saw that my path was blocked by a tent full of people preparing for something. Not wanting to bother them I turned around. Unfortunately I had more surprises ahead. There seemed to be a mama bird that had decided to go Kamikaze on any unfortunate soul that should walk between her trees. She didn't scratch me or get leave any surprises in my hair, but scared the tar out of me. I tell you people if you need some motivation running their is none better than some mysterious wing-flapping animal going through your hair. I shot off like a street thug getting chased by the popo.

I came home and took a shower, and played my drums. Write now I'm sitting here writing and it feels good to know I got some stuff done today, may this be a habit forming for the rest of the summer.

This week I signed up for a tech class to help out with some plays that a family at our school runs for junior high and high school kids. Tuesday was our first day and it we mostly talked, and planned. Thursday was optional because the group was just moving stuff from a storage center. I opted out of this because it would be easier for Dwight and my mom's schedule. All the same I'm excited to go get to do that. It should be a fun experience.

Even though I actually didn't go to the tech class yesterday, I still had fun. Me my friend Alex his sister/personnal driver drove down to the Fonduloc mall for some smoothies that my friend claims are the best on earth. I had to say they were pretty good, but the ice wasn't crushed and kept coming into my mouth as little watery bacon bits. Me and Alex stopped into Game Stop for a few seconds while his sister went to go look at shoes. We drove on back and I arrived just in time to see my dad get home and let me in the front door. It was a good day.

15 Years of Lessons. Here's Two More

Well my blog bud today I stand here a whole 15 years old. Yesterday was the magic day when 15 years ago, I was born. I really don't get why my mom even tells me about my birth because it must have been traumatizing. I am ashamed to think I almost killed her. She blames it on my big head. But on my 15th I chose to think about more positive topics.

Yesterday I went to one buffalo wild wings with my friend Luke and completely had my pants embarrassed off me. Now when it's your first time at BWW they will let you try different sauce samples with corn chips. Let me tell you friends a chip dip is a whole world of different compared to the actual flame smothered wings. This world of difference in hotness is all due to how much you eat on the chip and the fact that I'm prertty sure my friends the chicken wings had a nice flaming bath before they took the long dark road to my gob. The people at BWW have an entire scale of sauces that they rate from smilin to sizzlin to screamin. Well one sauce away from screamin (The second hottest sauce) really should be labled cryin. That's exactly what I did. So of course mom had to get out her phone and take that little snapshot. Maybe I should have been smart like my friend luke. He just had some chicken and fries.

If the burn wasn't bad enough some family member who is to remain nameless broke the silent birthday code. Whenever you have a birthday at a restaurant you do not under any circumstances (Listen here children) tell your waitress that it is your or anybody else's birthday. It will result in one of the following case studies: The very enthusiastic vocal talents of the Italian restaurant singing choir, The Mexican Place Ambush Committee, (Complete with maracas and sombrero.) or in my case Mircophone-Man. I do not know his name so I am reffering to him as MicroMike. (Even though he was kind of a tall guy.) MicroMike asks everyone for their attention and alerts them that it is my birthday. Thanks Mike. I'm sure you made mine and everyone's happy-sunny-rainbow-unicorn-filled day. Everyone looks at mike for a split second and then most looked back at their food. At least this is what I seemed to think. If M-M hadn't given me a birthday flame crown and some ice cream I may have well gotten up and smacked him back to wherever he came from. Seriously he came out of nowhere though.

Luke is part of the reason I'm so stinking tired right now. When we got Luke from his house to go eat I had no idea we'd stay up talking and playing games until sometime after 4 o'clock. In retrospect staying up late is not my strong suit and something I should really have stopped doing around 3 or maybe even 2.

Two huge lessons from my first day of year 15.

WHHOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOO Summer

Well so far my summer is awesome. I saw Prince of Persia with two of my buddies today. Me and dwiterz have just been hanging out. That is kinda all there is to say.