If only I could've barged into your room at 6am (or something ridiculously early) and woken you up with a saucepan and wooden spoon. Then maybe we'd be even.
Hope you have a wonderful birthday. You're a great brother-in-law and I'm always hoping you'll move your family here. we DO have water...somewhere. And the snow has got to beat the rain. And I'm way cooler than your brother and his family.
I know how old I am and if I do the math that makes you...REALLY old. Happy Birthday old man. You've done good.
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well those were the days weren't they? seems like yesterday we were boogie boarding at huntington beach while Kristin layed in the sun. Do you realize that was 20 years ago this summer? Anyway thanks for remembering. I wish your kids knew their Uncle Darin.
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