A usually not-so-serious-but-sometimes-serious account of my life in Wine Country.
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Bein' a Kid
I was about to say that my dad would sooooo do this, but then I remembered that he was the one who would french braid my crazy-long hair for soccer games when I was a kid. He braided it because my mom couldn't do it - hilarious when you think about it. My dad is a zip-tie kinda guy. I mean, really, the epitome of a zip-tie kinda guy. The deuce-and-a-half, old pick up, 4 Bobcats, and the John Deere will attest to that. I'm surprised he didn't braid my hair, then use a zip-tie on the end.
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