28 July, 2010

*876 - bubbles

Sorry, I most definitely do feel the need to push down the previous leggy nightmare with happy photos so here it is: the childhood wonder of the malleable, holdable, squishable, stick-together-able bubbles. (I have no idea what they are called, but they sell for less than 10 cents a-piece now!)

The ladies of the family goofing off.





It's truly a wonderful thing that one takes for granted so easily, living with the family. Above friends or boyfriends, family is really the only true constant in my life. Here, I never feel alone, because no matter what terrible things happen in my life, I come home at the end of the day to a happy, loving, blessed family.

I wish I could squish them into my luggage and whisk them over to Boston with me ...