Friday, September 5, 2008
rainy good times
Last night I had to use the bathroom. Our bathroom is outside behind the house. Well it was raining and I just couldn't hold it. I thought to my self just run. By the time I made it to the bathroom and back I was dripping wet. Edgar just laughed and got the towel for me. We had another river down our street, at least 2 feet deep from rain water. When it rains it really rains here.
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ohhh, good tmes..... I remember running to the potty at -30 degrees. burr. you will remember them with fondness in the years to come. :)
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