Welp, I think I've had my share of excitement for the week. After my trek through the snow I thought I'd had it. But then one of my bestest friends that I've grown up with came over for a sleepover. Then while we were playing with nerf guns, I walked over behind a huge poof and tried to find a dart. Before I knew it I had half an inch of a spray painted tooth pick stuck in my foot. Yeah it wasn't great, and after about half an hour of having it stuck in my foot, my dad reached down and yanked it out. Pain??? Yes. Tears??? No. It all turned out fine, pictures later. But at the moment I don't have the cord I need, so I'll most likely devote a post to pictures from past posts. comment please, if you have nothing to do.