The "Family Room"
Now that I think about it...whatever happened to my Wordless Wednesdays? I think I need to re-visit them. It's 1:38 AM here in Jacksonville...I have my sister (yes, my sister!!) sleeping next to me and I'm supposed to wake up in four hours and drive four hundred and fifty miles to Chattanooga, Tennessee. I gotta go to sleep. Which means, the shortened version:
Amanda and I found a cart. So naturally, I lifted her into it. We're twelve, yes.
After every game, this is where we come to wait on our men. It's called the "Family Room," and though the couches are of questionable taste (and smell), we appreciate this special little hideout made just for us.
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