Just got back from an awesome day at the beach with the kids for Ryan's birthday.
We swam, we skim boarded, we boogie boarded, we ate melted cupcakes (sweet cuppin' cakes!) and we rolled each other in the sand until we looked like Churros. Yeah, it was a great day.
Now I get to assemble the bad ass trampoline we got Ryan for his birthday.
That's right. I'm an official suburbanite. I own a trampoline. My friend Ryan, who has four kids, told me, "Jeeze, even *we* don't have a trampoline."
Website-related note: I will most likely be closing down the cafepress store before the end of next week. CafePress and I have come to a disagreement that doesn't show any signs of resolution. So if there's something in there that you simply must have, now's the time to get it.