Then I wake-up and I see a tweeted picture of a class of beer and crayons and that made me start tearing up about all the years we went to softball tournaments, and how crazy and fun those were. Every time we would go out of town all the guys would play ball during the day then everyone would meet back at the pool and the kids would play while everyone else worked on a 24 pack of miller light. Then we would go out to dinner and the adults would again get a beer, while the kids colored their kids menus. I know that sounds redonk, but it was a big part, a fun part, of growing up, but now everyone is retired and/or the kids are all grown up so they would never go to the tournaments anyway. Can you tell I'm resisting the reality of growing up? because I definitely am...
This is the picture I saw...

2 comments:
I'm with you. Let's boycott growing up!!
pledge class reunion!
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