Once I let go of my first straw, it fell into the bottle. I couldn’t get it out with my shitty no-muscle fingers. So I asked Andrew, “Can you pull my straw out so I can take another sip?”
“I’m sick,” he replied. Since I have to avoid getting sick, I didn’t want him touching my straw.
“Ok. Just get me another one, but don’t touch the top where I put my lips,” I said.

13 sips later, my bottle looked like this.

I started this blog almost a year ago…

and I just discovered I can change the color of my page. -____-

I made it purple. What do you guys think?!?

Sarah and I after a long days work.

Wrote another post, I’m going to wait until tonight to post it so that more people see it. Until then, here is a picture from a few years ago of me doing something stupid.