remember?

remember that time when i was good at blogging?

yea, me either.

once again i'm playing that game of catch up.

bleh.

here goes nothing.

first off, i'm never making a bet again.

carter and i always make bets. the only problem is that i will always win and then the little cheater will make up some dumb rule or just pansy out. so i decided to get real serious about it. the next bet we made, i made a contract. it stated all of the rules, everything.

the contract was even dated and had to be signed.

i was money...i thought.

i lost. i went one for three.

there went my checkings account.

good thing that boy is cute! :)

i always attended hair's mission farewell.

 i'm going to miss that kid.

we celebrated him leaving by playing wiffle ball for four hours straight.

[we had a seven game world series.]

carter, hair, and i lost in the seventh game.

trust me, it was a real heart breaker!

good luck in mexico elder hair!

sometimes i like to send melanie some little gems via text.

at the beginning of the year mark and teague had a real peach of a roommate. the kid thought he was a wizard and he told them how he refuses to take his pills for schizophrenia.

mel is terrified of the kid, she will literally hide from him if she sees him on campus.

one day as i was walking home i saw him and i just begged him to take a photo with me...remember that i've only met him once, for about thirty seconds.

poor kid has absolutely no idea who i am.

luckily we got a picture and i texted it to mel.

oh we got a great laugh out of that one.

ole' shipley's a gem.

also that night mel and i were at home when these people came and were playing bigger or better.

all i could find to give them was a crusty bejeweled purple belt.

in return they gave us a pez machine with four packets of pez.

we clearly got the better deal.

and we were pumped.

i also went paintballing weekly.

i was always sporting new bruises.

and no, you never get used to the feeling of being pelted by a paintball.

i also had a little scare last week.

i was watching carter play in his hockey game. it was a great game, they were beating the undefeated team 3-1. there was four minutes left when all of a sudden carter and another kid collided. carter hit the ice and was knocked out for two minutes. for two minutes he just laid there absolutely motionless. by the time i got down there the ambulance was coming and he still hadn't woken up.

he did wake up and he was hauled off in the ambulance to the er.

three nurses, one doctor, and two hours later he was released.

luckily he's fine, just a concussion and a little whiplash.

not the best night.

i'm so glad he's fine. but now he feels like he has to "train his brain" once a day.

personally i think he just likes playing the train your brain games on his iphone.

he's a gem.

other than that i've just been soaking up the summer sun!

hallelujah that finals are over! :)

hellloooo summer.