Macey also celebrated her birthday over the weekend. Once again, witness the excitement:
There's a half-hearted smile!
In case you were wondering, she turned six. Hence the jelly beans. Remember the good old days when I would make fancy cakes with Twizzler rainbows and chocolate splattered Elmos? Look at what college has done to me! I'm ruined. That jelly bean number six took every ounce of creativity that I have.
I apologize for not having any more creativity. It's finals week, folks. On Saturday we're moving to Minnesota for the summer. All of my brain power is devoted to political science, geology, literature, and squeezing eight thousand items into a teesy little storage unit. I'm pretty sure that's a geometry problem.
Wish me luck, everyone. We will need you prayers. Also, if anyone is interested in providing a foster home for four semi-lively houseplants, one enormous LoveSac, or a chest freezer, let me know.
P.S. Three more hours to vote on our uniform and then it's official. It's looking like flip flops and sarcastic shirts.