I can’t remember how to write in cursive. I can’t remember the last time I NEEDED to write in cursive. I still remember the basics but I was about to write a thank you note and as I was practicing on a scratch piece of paper I realized that I couldn’t for the life of me remember how to write a cursive lowercase ‘f’. So I said, screw it. It was looking like a 3rd grader penned it anyway so I think I’ll stick with printing. So if you ever get anything from me that is hand printed instead of in cursive it’s because I wanted you to be able to read it.

This weekend was action packed. I don’t have any pictures because I don’t own a camera (that’s not true – I don’t have a DIGITAL camera). Abbey moved WAY down the alphabet through marriage on Saturday moving from an Abt to a Wilson. I got a chance to finally meet Brett and he’s a great guy. I was on his team for the pre-wedding scavenger hunt so we had a chance to “hang out”. And by “hang out” I mean dress up in women’s clothing at Goodwill. I have a really bad feeling that those pictures are going to somehow make their way to the Internet – oh well. It’s odd, the things I’m not afraid to do when compared to the things that I am afraid to do…