Sometimes, it seems that i just can’t tell the short version of the story. Maybe it would be a good exercise to try.
Yesterday’s post would look something like this:
For Ed’s birthday 2008, i gave him coupons for fun times on Sundays.
We call those Birthday Sundays.
This Sunday we went to the Museum of Glass in Tacoma. It was cool.
And hot. I think we’ll go back.
Maybe, somewhere, there is a happy medium.
listening to: Bruce Springsteen, Girls in Their Summer Clothes (what can i say, the Superbowl got me started on The Boss again)