a halladay weekend my friends

a halladay weekend my friends

Oh and happy fathers day dad. He's pretty cool you know. Like probably the coolest guy ever.

Anywhoozle. I don't even know how to explain my family. . . We are just weirdo's. Seriously. We don't even care who is around, we will just yell at each other and say whatever is on our mind. My brother is kind of funny sometimes too, so we laugh occasionally—and then mock his spelling.

Here are some little scenes from this cute little weekend. Oh and I didn't wear any make-up or do my hair, which is awesome. I felt so . . . Free? He he also, wanna know a secret? I went bra-less too. Yeah that's probably too much information. . . But I felt like one of the feminist women from the seventies who would burn their bras to make a statement. But that's irrelevant.

Ha I love them.

My brother is weird and this is how we look when we wake up. Hottayyys

Andie attacked him and taped his limbs together. . . So then he made a giant bendy straw. Grandma is admiring his creativity from a far.

Yeah, this is my attractive face. I make sure and pull it on every first date. Guys love me, didn't you know?

He wanted a picture of his cleavage. . . and after I took it, I almost peed my pants.

When I first saw this, I thought it was me, and then I realized it was my mom! She looks so young. Go mama!

Alighty then. That was probably the most random thing ever, but my brother and I became obsessed with the camera for like two seconds. I'm also watching the movie "It's Kind of a Funny Story." It's basically the weirdest movie I have ever seen, and I'm a terrible multi-tasker. Well that about covers it.

I'm gonna go eat something now. Peace out.