First of all, here is something you never want to hear from your wife: “I think I may go get my boobies checked at Al’s bar.” I am all for women taking precautions when it comes to the boobie area, but there is something incredibly wrong with something called “Big Al’s Boobie Check”. Kinsey actually did not manage to make it out there yesterday, but that is because she got stuck at Wal-Mart for about 2 hours. She had not been there in a while, and apparently was wrapped up in buying the right bubble wrap for her company. So, Kinsey has a company name, bubble wrap, a shop tab on her facebook… and no product. haha. Still taking baby steps.

You know what is fun? Meeting neighbors that you have never formally met. Kinsey likes to use those swings for babies that some people have in their front yard. She doesn’t really ask, she just puts him in there, mostly because you can’t say no to a 9 month old. As Cason is swinging it up, the owner of the house comes out. He is an older gentleman who has been living in our neighborhood for a long time! Everything started off normal, with a some light chat, and then he released the gossip! This man knew everything that had happened there the last few years. Who dated who, who did what, and why this and that person moved in and out, and who divorced who. This was actually quite entertaining, you don’t really see a grown man, who is a grandfather, dishing out the neighborhood gossip! It was greatness! I really do wish I could find out what the gossip about us is. There’s gotta be some juicy stuff, since we have kept to ourselves for the last few months. I wonder if they think I am a criminal because of my tattoos… or a pro athlete! Awesome!