day one.

"devin, watch your dog!"

"but he's just marking his territory."

-kelsea and devin, after zombie peed all over the kitchen.

thoughts going through our heads on any given day:

thing one: today is an unbirthday, complete with french toast and hayden at midnight. tonight is caleb singing paramore at the top of his lungs. tonight is tomorrow already. yesterday i ate some italian dumplings, but they really just looked like little balls of pasta, baked in clam chowder. who makes that stuff up. i need a perm. he is dressed just like the boy version of ME. i even miss you. my body is breaking down, compliments of coffee. thanks.

thing two: my dad bought some new salsa today, sarcastically speaking. changing the world, one tomato at a time. thank you, jack. what is that black thing in my nose? BURP. no, i read that. back there, i failed at the foam drums. mecca lecca high mecca ho ho ho. it's sno-hoo-hoo-hoo-howing. how do you even plan in the snow? what do you do?