Afterglow 2008 - Day 8 Saturday

 

 

 

 

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And Jenny Reck is sitting in a chair and chillin' like a villain. She knows that the week is over, and we are moments away from going back home. Going back home means going back to school, our jobs, our lives and all the boring shit that we do the other 51 weeks of the year. She knows damn well to enjoy this week while it lasts.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Brian really is an amazing guy. That hair, that body! I tell you, the ladies must go crazy over that boy! I'm glad that he's in my family because he can throw whatever leftovers come his way in my direction. And by leftovers, I mean ladies. Me-ow. But seriously now. I love Uncle Greg because he provides us with some of the best one-liners and moments of my life. Without him, we wouldn't have "More Beer", "Start the Revolution!" and "Nothing's getting in my anus!" Besides those moments, he's always supported me, and he has been truly proud of my  accomplishments in life. And Aunt Sandy is a very generous host, and always opens up her house to us for many family get togethers. Stacy and Stefani are the definition of great cousins, and they both have grown into fine individuals. I'm blessed to have them all.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

To this day, I am still surprised that my family gets along as much as they do. I hear so many stories of brothers and cousins not talking to each other because of some insignificant squabble. I'm thankful that that doesn't go down in my family. Afterglow is so much sweeter because every one I love is up here this week.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

After we take the individual family pictures, all of the cousins gather together so that all the Moms can each take 5 pictures so that they can show their girlfriends how big we are getting while they are talking about laundry. We used to be so young, cute and adorable, but we are all now grown up. Except for Faith that is. But now that we are grown up, the dock doesn't stand a chance with our combined weight standing on top of it, so it buckles underneath the stress. And when it does, we all run away screaming, telling nobody about it. Until now that is.