All day, I've sat around the house here in Texas, ate, played on the kids' iPads, ate, checked Facebook several times on my brother's laptop, ate, solved a Rubik's cubes more than enough times, and ate some more. And then, my aunt asked my dad what he wanted to do down here, what we would be doing for our vacation.
He doesn't know.
BARGHHHHH.
I can't take this idleness. This blogging thing is keeping me sane for the time being.
I found my Winnie the Pooh. It was in a closet among the many in my brother's room.
Everyone is planning to eat... again.
Why are we eating so much?
I suppose I could stare at the fishies.
OH YEAH. I BROUGHT A BOOK TO READ. Meh, I can spend time doing that later.
In a little village there is a boy
He plays with is favorite toy
It jingles and shines
Rumbles and chimes
A tune full of
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