Black Friday
I took CJ and two of her friends shopping.
Sleep-11p.m.
Awakening-2a.m
They shopped. I read Crazy Love by Francis Chan, lovely book. You ought to read it.
At Wally World I made my purchase of the day, a box of beautiful red raspberries. I spent the rest of our time there sitting on a bench eating them. I threw out the box and went to get the car.
Home-6a.m.
~AJ
CJ
This is me pretending to lose for the picture.
-AJ
Random people: Texting her life away 
She is texting and she has been texting for an hour straight. Her fingers move as quick as lighting. I wonder how many texts she sends each day. There must be hundreds of them. And yet she looks so bored, like she has no fun sending them. So why does she do it? Because everybody does it? Because…
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Einstein. (via simplysailaway)(Source: knockontheskyy)
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Shoes
He is running across the square. He is wearing expensive new clothes. He is, however, barefoot. Did he leave his house without his shoes? I can’t imagine him doing that. What happened to his shoes? Did he get robbed and did they take his shoes? No, because he is still wearing his watch. Maybe he gave them away to a homeless person. Could be, definitely. But, he is not wearing socks either. Maybe he gave them away too. You make me curious, stranger.
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Blast From The Past. I
And by the past we mean about a month or two ago.
Set the seen- Train to the city. Us and Mom.
We’re waiting to for our stop near the doors and CJ decides to go on the other side of the springy door, in the vestibule type thing. She told me she would give me her play-dough if I lick the window and points at her itty bitty orange play-dough tub.
I do it.
She screams for about 10 minutes about how she didn’t actually think I would do it. As this is all taking place, We get off the train, get in dad’s car, I grab the orangeness. She spent some more time screaming at me about how it’s her favourite colour. She said she’d lick ANYTHING to have it back. I had her lick the bottom of my shoe. *insert more teenage girl drama screaming*
Pappa wasn’t very happy with our “argument” and he told us we had to be quiet. We tried. The end.
P.S. When we were waiting to get ON the train CJ bugged me for about 5 minutes because I wouldn’t get the piece of gum off my shoes (just to spite her). I eventually got it off, well enough that she didn’t see it anyway.
Yes. That shoe.
CJ
CJ
About as awesome as a pineapple tree.
Today we wore similar shirt and pants. We also both had our long blonde hair down.
We woke up and got dressed in different towns.
Telempathy, well not really but it could be.
Today.
Howard went on an unexpected adventure.(life on CJ’s feet is always an adventure)
He learned that if you lather a ton of hand sanitizer on your hand you can light it on fire without getting burned.
Have a beautiful life.
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