Fatties

For the Fourth of July, I spent some time with Clayton; then he, my mom, and I went to the reservation to watch fireworks. They were pretty big, but they should have had BBQ 'cause I was hungry.

Clayton is silly. We made eachother bracelets and ate noodles.

For the most part, I've been at Zach's house ever since I got the car back on Tuesday. One day we went to the bowling alley. I wish I had a little sister too.

Yesterday I drove him and Shrek around. I'm getting low on gas, but I got free nachos out of it.

I also went to get ice cream with Cassidy and Katie before she left for Europe. My phone is fun.

Cassidy is a chef.

I'm blue.
And Katie's Katie.

This past Tuesday I went to Crue Fest with Mom, which was pretty cool minus the millions of topless women and Buckcherry. The night consisted of almost breaking my hand, beer baths, rain, getting felt up by a drunk guy, almost dying on the road more than once, more rain, not buying a tour shirt for the first time ever, stale pretzels, crazy pyrotechs and awesome lights, and old people.

Today Zach and I put up stuff on our etsy and I started on a new bracelet like my headband. Mom kept pulling out my baby pictures and showing them to Zach. Lame. I also went through my old doll chest and rearranged a couple shelves. Go here.

Tomorrow: write Zach's paper, watch "Awake" with Zach and Alli, run errands, make things.

Yay!