Hahahahhahha. This is proof how a photo can get funnier over time. As we are trying to pack up and move back to our place in Hermosa, my mother was trying to take every piece of Fischer back with her. This was an attempt to make beet juice foot imprints on paper. It all headed south when the beet juice spilled all over my sister.
Like any good Costa Rican, she enjoys a good hammock lounge.
This is where Kelli and I watched the UGA bowl game. It was on the slingbox, in a garage, while I drank Old Milwaukee. Pretty fitting for end of this season.
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