Yesterday went awry. Askew? Amiss? My dad calls it zigging when it should have zagged. It was just off. (I think it was made worse by the minuscule amount of time I have spent outside over the past two weeks.) But at three o' clock in the afternoon Steve suggested we go to the park... and it saved the day. Of course, the sun did too. And the thirty-six degrees. And seeing the pirates cruise. And then hearing them laugh... And then there was that crazy awesome three-sixty I pulled off (even with my gimpy foot!) right before hopping in the car.
Saved. The. Day.
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