Some quality time outdoors using Instagram’s new app, Hyperlapse. I have a feeling I’ll be using this app a lot.
Yes, it was cold. But it’s hot out, so it all worked out.
Don’t just do the challenge, go donate: http://alsa.org/.
We hit the road again. Back out in the wild to ravage another water park. This first day certainly has been “fun”. Today, was mostly a prep day for tomorrow and some future trips. It’s a long and complicated story, and I don’t want to throw anyone under a bus today, so I’ll be vague.
We signed up for a deal, to go see a deal, in order to get two more deals. Sound complicated? Ha!
We’ll it turns out this deal for today was a bit miscommunicated (they lied) to us and we had some disappointed kids with us today. However, I made a phone call earlier this evening that will put the little ones hearts to rest and fill them with anticipation. Tomorrow, we hit the waterpark and we hit it hard. I can only hope we can cram two full days in before we head back to the daily grind.
We all needed this getaway, and I’ll be damned if I’m going to let a little miscommunication stand in our way.
I had a nice little trip down memory lane with Rosemary during a conversation we recently had about our old blogs. Back in the day, which was someday back in 2005, my crush (Rosemary, for clarity) introduced me to Xanga. I took to it rather quickly and used it mostly as a precursor to Twitter. The community grew quickly and it was filled with teen angst and drama. It was a fun time to be on the internet. When my crush had the time to comment on one of my blogs, I swooned immediately and lived for the little roller-coaster rush I would feel as I read through the comment time and time again.
At one point, Xanga had a tracking system that could tell you who was viewing your posts. I was completely oblivious of this until my face turned red when Rosemary told me about it. I must have looked like a complete stalker as I would spend hours reading over all of her blog posts just trying to dive into her mind and find out all about her.
I think that what made Xanga fun for us is that it was the perfect place to write about things on nights when you couldn’t go hang out, or if you were too angry to go out and wanted to write a very generic, passive-aggressive post to get your feelings out there about a certain someone.