I'm sitting at the crashpad, waiting for my laundry to finish drying. I'm grateful that my crashpad "mom" has a washer and dryer for us to use, and also that my crashpad "dad" is around to fix them when they die. I think my laundry just finished, but I'm too lazy to walk downstairs to... Continue Reading →

I just got back to my room at the Marriott Cancun Resort, in Cancun, Mexico. I took the advice of my "crashpad dad" Jeff, and had the Surf & Turf. I'm extremely glad that I did! The piece of prime rib that I just ate was probably the the most delicious prime rib I've eaten... Continue Reading →

I had the day off of work, and rather thank spend one whole day at home, I stayed at the crashpad. Today Jeff, my crashpad dad, and I┬ápretended to be farmers. Next to the barn, behind the house, there is a chicken coop. It needed some fixing up, so that was today's activity. After a... Continue Reading →

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