to the 6th.

i'm tired. mostly from eating wonderful food, but partly from early mornings that lead to fun-filled days and HOTNESS.

so much has happened in the past 3 + weeks. all of which has pictures and commentary.

right now i watch as my mother prepares for the feast of tomorrow. no time waste around here. that is why she is taking off work again. her and dad both. which gives explanation why perfect attendance was never an option for me.

tomorrow is special. i'll have lived 21 years. and there is one thing that i was sure that i wanted to do in celebration: play golf. 18 holes of driving, chipping, putting, and quiet. however that quiet may be interrupted by mine or dad's incredible gift of missing the fairway and taking out trees or wildlife.

cheers.