Yes, it's true: it's been a crazy long time since my last post. In all seriousness, how is a girl to maintain her social calendar, let alone her blog? Well, no more excuses. My goal: four posts in the next week. No more chit-chat. Here goes.
A few weeks ago the parents took me on a little jaunt to KC MO. Rather than do the touristy stuff, which is quite passé, we just hung out with some family friends (and yes, all mommy and daddy's friends are now renamed "family friends"). It was quite laid back. The highlight was probably a sweet little hike we took in Swope Park. Our hike was sponsored by Puma, which I was sporting here:
In the middle of our hike we had time to stop and take some senior pictures for Mr. Jared and Ms. B.J.:
B.J. and I were getting to know each other pretty well. We were hangin' out, having a good old time.
Then, out of nowhere, she starts talking trash. So I expressed my disapproval.
Despite B.J.'s surliness, we had an outstanding hike. It was great getting to chill with Jared and B.J. No journey to KC would be complete, however, without seeing our amigos, the Gilberts. They've got a boy named Braden. Now, I don't know why, but he apparently didn't know my name, because he kept calling me "Cheeks", then grabbing them. Who could blame him? Those puppies are nice.
What was also quite entertaining was a game Braden called "faces". Don't know how to keep score, but I think he won.
Upon returning to StL, my Aunt Lauren was in town from Seattle. We went out, got some lunch, and had a good ole' time.
Be on the lookout for Flurry of Updates: Pt. 2. Coming very soon! --McKinley
In the middle of our hike we had time to stop and take some senior pictures for Mr. Jared and Ms. B.J.:
B.J. and I were getting to know each other pretty well. We were hangin' out, having a good old time.
Then, out of nowhere, she starts talking trash. So I expressed my disapproval.
Despite B.J.'s surliness, we had an outstanding hike. It was great getting to chill with Jared and B.J. No journey to KC would be complete, however, without seeing our amigos, the Gilberts. They've got a boy named Braden. Now, I don't know why, but he apparently didn't know my name, because he kept calling me "Cheeks", then grabbing them. Who could blame him? Those puppies are nice.
What was also quite entertaining was a game Braden called "faces". Don't know how to keep score, but I think he won.
Upon returning to StL, my Aunt Lauren was in town from Seattle. We went out, got some lunch, and had a good ole' time.
Be on the lookout for Flurry of Updates: Pt. 2. Coming very soon! --McKinley
Glad you're blogging again. Wish I could find your motivation.
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