I just got back from Lake Anna, some lake that feeds a local nuclear reactor... No, I'm not kidding. My manager's boss had a friend that let us (coworkers, myself, father, etc.) borrow some equipment (e.g. jet skis, tubes, etc.) to play with. And there I was thinking we were going to build sand castles :(.
I quickly hid my plastic bucket and shovel though. No one noticed.
Unfortunately, this place did not have Internets or cellular service, although it's odd my Mini Cooper's SIRIUS radio worked beautifully... Being detached from Mobile Facebook, I didn't get![[info]](https://www.scribbld.com/img/userinfo.gif)
morgan 's messages until now! I'm sooo relieved she liked the cookies -- I was worried because guys have a track record for screwing shit up. Picture below.
Oreo cookies, dipped in various chocolates, with sugary designs and sprinkles.
Oh, and a just a dash of sugar.
EDIT: I'm trying to chat tomorgan now but I think her Internets are failing again. Probably all that Mac shit on her network! :D *runs*
I quickly hid my plastic bucket and shovel though. No one noticed.
Unfortunately, this place did not have Internets or cellular service, although it's odd my Mini Cooper's SIRIUS radio worked beautifully... Being detached from Mobile Facebook, I didn't get
morgan 's messages until now! I'm sooo relieved she liked the cookies -- I was worried because guys have a track record for screwing shit up. Picture below.Oreo cookies, dipped in various chocolates, with sugary designs and sprinkles.
Oh, and a just a dash of sugar.
EDIT: I'm trying to chat to
morgan now but I think her Internets are failing again. Probably all that Mac shit on her network! :D *runs*