I went to the Maine for a few hours yesterday. I swear the air just smells different there. Nothing is better than the feeling of coming back to the ole USA.
Aren't they the best? Everything is better and Grandpa and Grandma's house.
It's coming...(cue Jaws music)...
We really do have fun. He's a pretty great husband.
She smells. She drools. She barks. And yet, I still kinda sorta love her. But only a little.
No place I'd rather be. It's where TC and I met. It's where I've made many great friends. And most importantly, they pay me to play in the lake all summer.