Man, I can't believe it's this warm for November. You see, I was born in Anchorage Alaska, and it should be freezing cold outside right now, and about four or five feet of snow. But NO! Living in Texas is so much different. There is no such thing as a cold drink here. (Or ice cubes for that matter.) If you live outside of Texas, I'll pray for you. Secondly, becoming acclimated to the climate was quite interesting. The first year my family and I were here, the humidity felt so thick, we thought about buttering our toast with it.
Tomorrow my brothers (Johnny and Adam to be exact) and I, are going to some very good friends' house for four or five days to celebrate Thanksgiving. We do it every year.
Here are the boys' names from oldest to youngest:
Perry (Me) 21
Johnny 19
Adam 17
Jared 15 (will be 16 on Dec. 3rd)
Jordan 15 (me too)
Jansen 12
Jeffrey 8
That's enough tidbits for right now. Look for more in the future. Please. I beg of you. Seriously, I mean it. And if you don't, then I'm going to write them anyway. One day you won't be able to resist.
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