Day three got lost somewhere between the old port and mile end. Sorry.
My brothers accidentally went to a gay rave. Reilly almost hit on a tranny.
Reilly mentions going to strip clubs at dinner. Mom says audibly in a busy restaurant, 'That boy's going to get aids.'
Jet boat white water rapid ride in the Saint Lawrence. Garrett smiles for the first time.
I'm sure there are other hilarious/painful things but right now I am so exhausted that all I want to do is cry into a glass of vodka. Tears make a great mix, probably to do with the salt.
Go stand over there in front of the old stuff.
Go stand over there in front of the....nothing.
National Lampoon's got nothing on us.
Does this mean your parents know you are in a relationship?!?!?!?! I can not WAIT to hear about the phone calls from your momma now!
They both know and like him far, far more than they like me.
I must say so myself, Kyle does look very rugged (in a good way) in these pics.
A little channeling the Alberta in himself, hmm? Nurturing the cowboy in us all?
I see his prairie angle.
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Is it so wrong that I laughed that your ma's wheelchair was featured in the photo essay part of the blog? Because if yes...Sorry Mrs. D.
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